NOCE

by Little Merger

Noce

6. DebauDebauchery of a Soul-Eating 1-36

Debauchery of a Soul-Eating Wraith

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"From here on out, I'll only do what I want. What makes me Happy" After years at a dead-end job, Evian finally has enough and quits to pursue his passions but before he could even revel in his new freedom, tragedy struck and he became a creature of Decadence. Condemned to a life of devouring souls in exchange for strength, Evian is pulled out of the world he knew and made to possess the body of a namesake in a different world of Magic and all sorts of wonder. A world home to different races taking residency in their own separate corners of it. In this new world, Evian will find so many opportunities opened to him and it won't take long for him to begin to indulge in those opportunities. After all, Souls taste good but beauties- Beauties taste even better...

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Chapter 1: I Became A What?

"If you walk out that door, you are fired!"

"Fuck you, I quit!"

Evian walked out of his Boss's office without a second look back. He went straight to his desk and started clearing out his things.

A man approached him almost immediately with a shocked expression.

"Hey man, you can't be serious about quitting."

Without slowing down packing his things and without looking at the person talking to him, Evian nodded aggressively.

"Oh yes, I am, John. Twelve years I've been here. Twelve years!

Working this dead-end job and the one time I ask for a raise, a raise I deserve, I'm told I still have to earn it?"

John's lips twitched.

"Well, we- we all have to work to earn-" he started to say when Evian looked up at him. His black eyes filled with rage.

"Don't give me that bullshit, John.

You've gotten a raise twice and you've only worked half the years I have.

Hell, a lot of people here MET me here and still got promoted before me. I'm done!"

With the last word punctuated sharply with his anger, Evian lifted his box of stuff and walked toward the Elevator.

Without another look back at his former co-workers, he stepped into the Elevator and it took him to the ground floor where security was already waiting to escort him out.

"I know the way out, dickwads" Evian said and pulled his arms out of thier hold.

He stepped out of the building and paused.

He closed his eyes and raised his head before taking a deep breath.

'Oh yes, the smell of freedom.'

Evian had been postponing the decision to finally cut the cord on the stupid job he had and try and make positive strides into the future.

"The hard part's over. From here on out, I'll only do what I want. What makes me happy"

Beep*

Beep*

BOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!*

-Black out-

'Wh-What just happened?'

Evian looked around. There was devastation everywhere. The entire building, the same one he just stepped out of, had been blown to bits.

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Paramedics were now on the scene as well as Fire fighters trying to water down the residual flames. There was clearly no point trying to find survivors inside such a destroyed building but they were likely going to try anyway once the flames had been doused.

'How- How did I survive?'

Evian wondered while looking around and then he looked down at his body and saw it was naked, grey and transparent with his leg floating about three inches above a charred dismembered body.

'I'm a ghost?'

Evian wondered as he raised his hand and stared at his ghostly form and then he observed the charred body his leg was connected to.

'Is- Is that my body?'

[Congratulations on becoming a Wraith]

'Congratulations on becoming a what? Wait- who said that?'

[Now Preparing you for a suitable body for the start of your degeneracy]

'The start of my what? Wait, why do I keep hearing that voice in my head? Why can I only think and can't speak out loud?

What the hell is going on?'

[Preparations complete! Beginning Search]

Before Evian could think up another word, he was wrenched away from the spot he was floating at and pulled through thin air.

Evian still couldn't produce a sound but he was yelling in his head all through the mystical journey his ghostly form was on.

'AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!'

No one heard him and Evian had a feeling that had he even been able to speak, they still won't be able to hear him.

He eventually stopped yelling and 'enjoyed' the ride he did not understand.

Whatever was controlling his body was getting him pulled through buildings, through cars, through people and they didn't feel a thing.

The controlling force took him all over the world.

Evian saw many iconic locations but he was always pulled away before he could appreciate any of them. He was usually taken to recent scenes of accidents and deaths.

From crashes to burnings and even to emergency units of hospitals.

At one point, Evian was hovering in a hospital corridor listening to flat lines, and to every single one of them, the voice in his head kept repeating [Not Compatible] over and over again.

The more they searched, the more Evian got the gist of what was eventually going to happen.

'Umm, not sure how I feel about entering someone else's body' he thought but of course, he never had a choice.

[World is incompatible for a Wraith.

Souls are of inferior quality.

Growth will be slow.

Expanding search parameters]

This time, he was pulled through an invisible wall that threatened to tear apart his ghostly form.

Evian found himself getting pulled through the cosmos- At least that was what the collection of stars and planets looked like to him.

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He was pulled so fast that he did not even have a chance to observe where and what he was being pulled through and then he stopped moving and was flaoting above land again.

In this world, everyone he saw appeared dressed in ancient attires.

'Wait- Is that a sword strapped to that guy's back? Where are we? The 18th Century?'

[World meets required parameters for a Wraith's growth.

Commencing Search]

Once again, Evian was pulled all over until he ended up at a massive Estate and even before he proceeded into the Estate, Evian could feel a somber atmosphere over the entire area.

Maybe it was because he had been around a lot of death recently or maybe it was because he WAS dead but Evian could tell immediately,

'Someone died here. Recently.'

He was pulled into the Estate, through the walls until he was inside a room.

The room was large. So large that the king-size bed did not look out of place and still left a lot of room.

A young man with dark-brown hair was lying down on the bed. His eyes were closed, his skin was deathly pale and he wasn't breathing.

He looked to be in his early twenties and was quite handsome. Almost too handsome. Like some obnoxious pretty boy. The sort Evian would have hated in college for stealing all the girls he never had the courage to ask out.

'Ah, that brings back memories. Being unable to talk to girls, watching my crushes go on dates with handsome douchebags. I didn't even hate the douches, I usually just wanted to be like them.

I mean, I did grow out of my awkward phase and got better at communicating.

I compensated for my average looks by knowing exactly how to work a lady's strings. I got good enough to get dates.

Haha, I can't over-emphasize how satisfied I am that I didn't die a virgin.

Anyway, I doubt this handsome bastard would need to compensate for anything with those looks.

And what is with all the beauties all around him?'

Every lady on the scene was good-looking but the one that got Evian's attention the most was the woman holding the handsome young man's hand with tears streaking down her face.

She had brown hair to match that of the handsome young man.

'They must be related'

"Witch, you must do something!" the beautiful brown-haired woman said.

The one she was talking to was an equally beautiful woman who had dressed to be especially attractive and eye-catching. She was dressed in black robes that were gilded with silver lines and the neckline of her robe was plunging and showed off the milkiness of the melon-sized breasts she was hiding.

The woman with the plunging neckline did not object to being called a 'Witch'. She simply shook her head with a sad look.

"I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do. Young master Evian has moved on to a better place now.

May the goddess grant him a place for his soul in her abode."

'We share a name and he dies the same day I die. Seems Evians all over are not having a good day' Evian said while shaking his head and floating in the air still.

He had just had this thought when the Witch looked up and appeared to be scanning the room.

'Can she see me?' Evian wondered but then the Witch looked down to the dead Evian on the bed and began to chant under her breath.

Dead Evian on the bed started to glow before a ghostly figure began to pull itself free of his body. Dead Evian's ghost looked exactly like his body. Handsome and dripping with attitude.

He didn't even acknowledge the second ghost Evian in the room and just immediately made to move through the walls out of the room.

[Soul Detected. Commencing Absorption]

'What-' Evian started to say before a suction force started coming from his body and pulled at the handsome ghost.

Evian was forced to open his ghostly mouth and with his eyes wide in shock, he swallowed handsome Evian's soul in a single gulp.

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Chapter 2: Evian Stygian The Cursed Wraith

Gulp*

For the first time since he gained a ghostly form, Evian made a sound with his mouth and he was instantly embarrassed.

'Who gulps after swallowing a soul? Also, why did it taste so good?

It tastes like a mix of all my best foods. A mixture that shouldn't work but does!'

Bang*

While Evian was still thinking of the taste of the soul he just consumed, the large double doors into the room slammed open and a tall man with a large muscular build walked into the room.

The man had dark hair and his eyes were equally as dark not only in color but in mood.

The man ignored everyone else in the room- The Witch, the maids, and the servants all standing by- He only had his eyes on the crying brown-haired woman.

"My lady-" he called to her.

The brown-haired woman stroked dead Evian's face and did not look up while she shook her head.

The tall man turned his eyes to the Witch.

"Daria, you promised to try your best!" he said in a booming voice.

The Witch looked abashed. Hearing her name seemed to hit her especially hard but she retained her composure as she bowed to the tall man.

"I'm sorry Lord Stygian, I did all I could but Young Master Evian's fate could not be changed."

"We should have called for a more skilled Arcanist. I should have known the skills of the Fourth Circle wouldn't be enough" Lord Stygian said.

Daria looked insulted but then she let out a sigh.

"Becoming a Practitioner is all that could have saved Evian and no Arcanist no matter how skilled can alter talent. I'm so sorry for your loss.

It is unfortunate that he was born with such a terrible fate" she said.

Evian nodded while still floating.

'A terrible fate indeed. The poor bastard will never even taste the afterlife 'cause I consumed him.'

Evian watched as the atmosphere in the room became sadder and sadder.

'Damn, this handsome bastard was really loved. My parents were happy to be rid of me. I turned Eighteen, they kicked me out and I never heard from them again.'

[Soul absorption complete. Body is ready for possession...

Commencing Assimilation...]

'Hmm, alright then. let's see what getting dragged through worlds and across the cosmos gets me in the Karma cycle'

With that last thought, Evian was controlled by the unseen force until his ghostly form merged into the dead body on the bed after which he blacked out again.

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"Leave us, Witch. We must mourn our son" Lord Stygian said as he walked over to the brown-haired woman's side before placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.

The woman pulled herself out of his touch and fell over her son's body. Wailing all over him.

"It's okay, My Lady. I'm here for you" Lord Stygian said looking like he was trying to remain strong.

He had been quite fond of Evian despite his absolute lack of talent.

Lub-dub

Lub-dub

The brown-haired woman heard the sound. It was faint but she felt the rise and fall of the chest that was rightfully meant to accompany the sound.

Her cry stopped immediately and she raised her head.

Lub-dub

Lub-dub

At this point, everyone in the room could hear the sound.

The Witch's eyes were wide with shock.

The brown-haired woman felt as blood began to circulate within her son's body and before he even opened his eyes, she pulled him off the bed to wrap her arms around his neck.

"Oh! Oh, thank the gods, you're alive" the brown-haired woman rejoiced.

With her arms around his neck and her large breasts pressing into his chest, Evian finally raised his eyelids to look through his new eyes.

Gasp*

It was a collective sound from everyone in the room who could see the eyes. Everyone except Daria the Witch and Lord Stygian but even they were shocked when his eyes were a cold and deathly shade of grey.

Gone were the warm brown eyes he inherited from his mother.

But that was not all.

Everyone in the room, everyone besides the rejoicing mother still embracing her son, saw as Evian's brown hair began to change to grey.

"Thank you so much, Daria. I knew you could do it. I knew you would save my son" the brown-haired woman said while still rubbing her face against Evian's smooth cheek and not looking likely to let him go anytime soon.

"I- I don't think I had anything to do with this," Daria said instantly refusing to take credit.

When Evian's new grey eyes fell on her, she felt cold and resisted the urge to yell out how the return to life of Evian Stygian was a bad omen.

'Why are they all looking at me like that? They seem almost- afraid?' Evian thought.

Finally, the happy mother pulled away from her son and finally saw the change. She shook with shock and then looked away at Daria.

"Witch, what is this? What have you done to my son?" she asked.

Daria looked abashed.

"I- I didn't-" she paused and then looked again at Evian who remained confused.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my face?" Evian asked seeing as that was what they were all staring at.

Silence...

The silence was broken by Daria.

"Please leave me with Young Master Evian for a few minutes?" she said.

"What do you plan to do?" the brown-haired woman asked instantly protective.

She looked to Lord Stygian but he was looking and acting very reserved.

Daria shook her head.

"Lady Myrine, you will have your time to rejoice about Evian's resurrection but I would like to understand the change he seems to have gone through."

Lady Myrine didn't move.

"You just asked me what happened to him. I won't be able to give you an answer until I examine him. In private." the Witch added.

Lady Myrine still didn't move but her eyes did dart over to Lord Stygian who let out a sigh.

"How long will it take, Witch?"

"Half an hour. That should be long enough" Daria the Witch replied immediately.

Lord Stygian approached Lady Myrine and took her hand to urge and assist her to her feet.

"It's only for a while, my lady. You'll have the chance to fawn over the boy soon"

Lady Myrine sighed and then nodded her head.

"Alright. But only for half an hour and my son better be in one piece by the time you're done" she warned before allowing her husband to lead her out of the room.

The maids and servants followed them out and soon, it was only Evian and Daria left in the room.

For a minute, neither of the two said a word, and then Evian's eyes started to roam until they fell on a large mirror not far to the side of the bed.

Evian's eyes widened as his reflection looked back at him from the mirror and he raised his hand to his hair.

"What in- Since when was my hair grey?"

'I could have sworn I saw Dead Evian with brown hair. What caused the change? Was it me?'

"So- Your hair and eye color change surprises you too?" Daria asked.

"Eye color change-?" Evian mumbled before staring hard at his grey eyes in the mirror.

"You mean, this was not the color of my eyes before?"

He had not seen Dead Evian's eyes when he was floating in the room because they were closed so he just assumed they had always been grey.

Daria's eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"You don't remember the color of your own eyes?" she asked.

Evian looked away from the mirror and into her face. He had noticed the tone and look of suspicion.

He shrugged.

"No, I don't. I don't remember a lot of things actually. I don't even know where I am right now.

That reminds me, where is this place?" he asked.

Rather than answer, Daria walked over, eyed his face, and his arms, and then grabbed the lapel of the robe he was wearing and pulled it apart to reveal his flawless chest that had good muscle definition.

As she stared at it, Daria frowned.

'How strange, the disease never allowed Evian to develop a healthy physique. This is new. Just like the hair and eye color change' she thought.

While Daria was staring at his chest and before Evian could say a word, the voice he had been hearing ever since he became a ghost, returned.

[Congratulations on a Successful Possession. You are now a Cursed Wraith]

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Chapter 3: Omen Of Death?

Gasp*

The Witch let out a gasp and for a second, Evian thought she had heard the voice in his head too.

'Maybe she knows what a Wraith is and it scared her.'

It wasn't any of that.

The Witch's eyes widened and she stretched her hand forward and started chanting strange words under her breath.

As she chanted, three mystical rings appeared and started revolving on top of Evian's body. As they moved, deathly grey energy started to seep out of Evian's body, and as she felt it, Daria the Witch shivered and took a few steps back.

"What is it? What is wrong?" Evian asked in confusion.

With a wave of her hand, the Witch deactivated her spell while muttering urgently.

"Oh this is bad, this is very bad. Excuse me Young Master Evian, I need to report my findings to your parents." Daria the Witch said before walking away towards the large doors.

"Wait- Report what findings? What did you find?" Evian asked but Daria paid him no heed.

With a wave of her hand, the doors opened enough for her to slip outside where Lady Myrine and Lord Stygian were perfectly waiting for her.

"Hey!" Evian called out but the doors sealed up and cut off all sounds going out or coming in.

Unsure of what to do next, Evian directed his attention at the voice in his head.

'Hello, Voice in my head?'

[Hello]

'Um, hi. What is a Wraith?'

[Wraiths are decadent creatures whose power growth relies on soul consumption.

Upon your death, you became one]

'Soul consumption- Is that why Evian's soul tasted good?' Evian asked in his mind.

[Souls will adopt a taste that best satisfies you and the more of it you consume, the more of it you will want.]

'So how strong am I now? What did I get from his soul?'

[Nothing. You consumed his soul to adopt the required compatibility with Evian Stygian's body. That soul will not count toward your development.]

[That said, as a Wraith at the start of your development, you have been denied the satisfaction of starting from the bottom]

'What does that mean?'

[This world contains two paths; Martial and Arcane.

As a Wraith, you currently have physical abilities comparable to a Third Order Knight and possess Eldritch energy strong enough to contend with the magic of a Third Circle Arcanist]

As the voice explained, Evian clenched and unclenched his fist to feel the power flowing through him.

The grey energy/aura Daria had felt was Eldritch energy and Evian could feel it flowing through his body and strengthening his muscles in ways he would not have expected.

Even his little member down below was receiving strengthening of Eldritch energy.

'Sweet!' he thought with a grin.

['Cursed' as in 'Cursed Wraith' is a step in your development.

Other steps include; Corrupted, Denounced, Fallen, Condemned, Abhorrent, and Unholy.

Once you become an Unholy Wraith, you can make a push to become a Cursed Wraith Noble]

[To make tracking your decadent development easy, I can show you a Status Screen.

Would you like to view your status screen?]

'Sure' Evian thought and then a rectangular interface blocked his vision.

[Name: Evian Stygian.]

[Race: Wraith]

[Decadence: Cursed Wraith {0/500 Soul points}]

-

'That's it?'

[That's it.]

'Huh, I honestly thought there would be more.

So soul points are the number of souls I consume?

Does one soul equal one soul point? So I need to consume Five Hundred souls?!' Evian thought with wide eyes.

[Incorrect.

Soul points refer to the units received per soul. All souls are not equal.

The more powerful the practitioner, the more soul points consuming their souls will grant]

Before Evian could ask the voice any more questions, and he had many, the door burst open and Lady Myrine walked into the room followed closely by Lord Stygian.

Lady Myrine rushed over to the bed to snuggle up with Evian. Occasionally taking breaks to brush her hand through his hair and stroke his face.

"Oh, my beautiful boy, I thought I'd lost you" she muttered.

Evian wasn't sure what to say. Lady Myrine had his face pulled into her chest. She smelled good but her large breasts and the tightness of her hug were almost suffocating.

Thankfully, she pulled back and allowed him to breathe while she stared into his face.

"Daria said you've lost your memory. Better your memory than your life" Lady Myrine said with multiple nods.

"Um, what else did she say?" Evian asked.

'What did she report to you?' he added in his mind.

This time, Lord Stygian was the one to speak in his loud and deep voice.

"Haha, she said you were healthy. That you now have the constitution to become a practitioner," he said.

"A- A what?" Evian asked making sure to do his best to look confused.

He could easily guess what Lord Stygian was referring to but saw more merit in acting unaware.

"A Practitioner, Son. Now you can join the ranks of great Stygian Knights just like your Brother" Lord Stygian said.

"I have a brother?" Evian asked with genuine surprise.

Lord Stygian nodded.

"Yes, you do."

"Then- where is he?"

"He's somewhere in the Es-" Lord Stygian started to say and then he seemed to realize what Evian was getting at. He just died and came back to life and his 'brother' couldn't even be bothered to show.

Lord Stygian smiled uncomfortably,

"Adrian likes to be left alone while he's training"

'Translation: He doesn't like me. Can't say I care about him either.' Evian thought.

There was an uncomfortable silence and Lord Stygian looked impatient to break it.

"So My Lady, when should we schedule the exorcism?"

Evian's head snapped up.

"What Exorcism?"

Lady Myrine gave Lord Stygian a hard look and the large man's lips twitched a few times before he cleared his throat.

"I apologize My Lady, but I did not know we were going to hide it from the boy," he said.

"Hide what?" Evian asked.

The two ignored him.

"I wasn't planning to hide it but I didn't see any reason to talk about such a sensitive subject at this moment.

We should at least get the chance to celebrate the fact that he's alive because that's what matters.

His life is all that matters and not some ambiguous omen of death" Lady Myrine said.

'Omen of death?' Evian wondered.

"I don't like to think of such a terrible thing either but Daria warned that it would get worse with time. She said it would spread." Lord Stygian said. His voice was steady as a rock.

Lady Myrine sighed.

"Fine. We'll schedule the Exorcism but today, I want to celebrate. There should be a feast.

I should arrange for it right now"

As she spoke, Lady Myrine stood to her feet, looking excited.

The large double doors opened and two maids walked in.

"Prepare Evian for the feast."

With the final order, Lady Myrine rushed out of the room but not without one last doting smile at Evian.

Lord Stygian was left alone with his son and there was a bit of an awkward air.

The large man was not as showy with his affection. If he felt any at all.

Eventually, Lord Stygian cleared his throat.

"Alright, I'll leave you in the hands of your maids now. Your mother will not be pleased if I delay your preparation.

We will talk about your prospects as a Practitioner at a later time"

Lord Stygian walked out of the room after that and the double doors closed behind him.

Once they were left alone with him, the two maids walked over to Evian and helped him to his feet probably thinking he was too frail to stand on his own.

They led him to a door attached to the room. Through those does was a large bathroom equipped with a massive bath with bubbling, soothing, and sweet-smelling water.

The two maids stripped him of his robe and Evian was ready to waddle into his water. That was when he saw that the maids were taking off their clothes as well.

In seconds, they bared their bodies to him.

Both had perky breasts and peachy-looking asses and they grabbed an arm each before leading him into the water.

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Chapter 4: How Did I Die?

The maids pressed their breasts against him all through their time with him in the bath. Evian simply leaned back and enjoyed the feeling of their hands all over him.

They made sure no part of his body missed their attention and almost urged Evian to touch them which he did. Sometimes even absentmindedly.

At some point, he floated to the middle of the bath, he was faced up and closed his eyes while the maids shifted from cleaning him to massaging his now well-defined muscles.

'Voice in my head?'

[Yes?]

'What's your name? What do I call you?'

[I have no name]

'Hmm, what exactly are you?'

There was a few seconds of silence.

[I am your Decadent Assistance. I possess all the assistance you could possibly need to become an absolute soul-hungry degenerate.]

'Hmm, I see. Alright then, let's see some of that assistance' Evian thought with excitement.

[Decadent Store is locked.

You require 1000 Soul points to unlock it]

'A paywall? How original' Evian thought with a chuckle while rolling his eyes behind his closed eyelids.

[Every assistance I can offer is indeed locked behind a 'Paywall'.

However, I do have one piece of advice that I can give for free]

'Oh, and what's that?'

[Get off your butt and start hunting for souls]

'...'

It wasn't even the words but rather the cheeky tone the voice had said it with that took Evian by surprise.

The maids bathed Evian for half an hour and he directed them to leave him alone while he floated in the bath for another thirty minutes just enjoying the soothing feeling of the bubbling water as well as the sweet perfumed smell.

Eventually, Evian got out of the bath and when he walked back into his bedroom wearing a bathrobe the maids had left behind for him, he found them waiting for him.

"You're still here?" he asked them with a smile.

The two presented him with a beautiful purple robe as well as purple shoes to go with it.

"Clothes for the Feast," one of the two said.

One of the maids put down the shoes in her hand and stepped forward to help him take off his bathrobe before the two started dressing him in the ones they had brought.

They helped him put the robes on and Evian was glad they did.

'It's likely foolish but I'll probably have worn these robes the wrong way if I was left alone with it' he thought.

Although the robes were the ancient sort, they of course contained trousers to be worn underneath. The one thing they did lack though was underwear.

'I'm gonna miss wearing boxers. Maybe I can fashion myself a pair' Evian contemplated with a finger to his chin.

All in all, the clothes felt good and the shoes were very snug and looked cool. Looking at himself in the large mirror in the room, Evian admitted he cut a dashing figure.

'My eyes look so cold and scary. I like'

...

The sun had set and the sky above the Stygian Estate was already getting dark.

The news that Evian Stygian had defeated fate by literally coming back to life after his death, had already spread all over the Estate and as Evian followed the lead of the maids, he heard whisperings about him among guards and servants.

They always stopped when he got close but not before he caught keywords to know he was the topic.

Whenever they stopped talking to bow to him, Evian always gave them a smile and the occasional wave and he found it interesting how ladies swooned to be smiled at by him.

The guards even glared at him with envy although they would not dare to frown at him.

'Is- Is this what they call Pretty privilege?' Evian thought with a small chuckle.

In his past life, he had been of average looks and had had to work so hard to not lose the attention of a lady within the first fifteen minutes of knowing her. Never once had he been looked at with envy by other men. Contempt and underestimation sometimes but never Envy.

The Dining hall was just as it sounded. It was a massive hall fitted with a large table with seats for every important member and occupant of the Stygian Estate.

There were butlers and servants all lined up along the walls and at strategic locations all around the table ready to cater to the whims of those seated at the table.

Safe to say, everyone seated at the table was related to Evian in some form.

There was Lord Stygian seated at the head of the table, there was Lady Myrine seated at Lord Stygian's right hand, and on the left side was a black-haired man who looked to be in his late twenties and had his arms folded with a perpetual frown on his face.

"Ah, just look at him. I must say the Grey hair quite suits him. Maybe even more than the Stygian black"

"Oh, I don't know about that, it looks a bit scary to me. Ominous even"

The Stygian relatives at the table were muttering among themselves but Evian ignored them and set his eyes on the three at the head of the table.

"Evian, come sit by my side," Lady Myrine said with her usual wide smile on her beautiful face.

Evian walked and sat himself down by his Mother.

Lady Myrine cleared her throat and glared at the black-haired young man sitting on Lord Stygian's left side.

"Adrian, you won't even greet your brother?"

Evian raised a brow.

'Oh, so he's Adrian'

Adrian frowned.

"Welcome back to the land of the living. Let's see how long you stay this time" he said with a smirk.

'Is that a threat?' Evian thought with twitching lips.

"Adrian!" Lord Stygian said in his deep voice while everyone else at the table gasped.

It wasn't so much the words but rather the spite behind them.

"What? Did I say anything wrong?" Adrian asked.

"Apologize to your brother," Lord Stygian said.

"Why?"

"Apologize!" Lady Myrine said in a sharp tone and Adrian looked like he had been cut.

"Mother-" he started to say but Lady Myrine interrupted.

"Apologize," she said much more slowly with every syllable deliberate in showing how displeased she was.

"It's fine," Evian said suddenly and eyes all turned to him. "I don't know him well enough to be upset."

Adrian shook his head.

"No. I was wrong. I apologize" he said through gritted teeth while giving his Mother the occasional glance to make sure she had accepted the apology. It was meant for her and not his useless brother anyway.

As the reason there was even a feast in place in the first place, now that Evian was seated, the meals were served and in minutes everyone was eating.

Evian's eyes glowed at the sweet smell of all that was served and he wasted no time filling the plate he had been provided and digging into the meal while topping it with a side of wine.

He was a bit worried at first that he would not find food delicious now that he was Wraith but was happy that was not the case.

As he ate, Evian became aware that someone was looking at him.

At first, he tried to ignore the look but it intensified and his senses were going crazy until he eventually looked up and found himself looking into Adrian's black eyes.

Being forced to apologize had not made Adrian more pleasant. In fact, his hatred seemed intensified.

'Damn, what did I- I mean, what did Evian do to make him so mad. He looks ready to skewer me.

Wait a minute, is that it?

Did he kill Evian which allowed me to take over this body?' Evian wondered.

He realized he had no idea why the Evian from before had died. He had just not thought it of enough importance to ask but now with the unexplainable hatred he was receiving from his 'brother', he couldn't help but ask.

"Um, Lady Myrine?"

"Call me Mother, dear" Lady Myrine said with a smile.

'Well, I've only known you for a day so that feels a bit awkward' Evian thought but the more he looked into her warm brown eyes, the more he realized it was not about him.

Lady Myrine was hurting. She might have been hiding it well behind smiles but the fact that her son had no memory of her had to be painful.

"Alright, Mother?" he said and was amazed when her smile got even wider and her eyes sparkled.

"Yes, dear?" she said, almost sounding like she was choking up.

"How did I die?"

Chapter 5: Scheduled Exorcism

Lady Myrine sighed.

"You were born with a curse. One that could only be cured by reaching a certain level either in the Martial or the Arcane Path.

Your life depended on your talent as a practitioner but you lacked talent. Something was broken inside you that made it impossible for you to choose either path."

Lady Myrine raised her hand and placed it on Evian's cheek, stroking it fondly. As she spoke, the memory of that difficult moment came to the forefront of her mind.

"I would have been happy to watch you live a battle-free life.

I was ready to support you all through your mortal years until the very end but those short mortal years were cut even shorter by the curse.

You were plagued with all sorts of diseases since your birth and finally, today, it got critical."

'So it was a curse. Well, that rules out Adrian as a suspect, I guess. A curse should be an act of God, right? Or maybe, an act of the devil?'

The atmosphere at the table got somber but that was cleared up when Lord Stygian let out a peel of laughter.

"Haha, but all is well that ends well. You beat the curse, my son- You beat death!

And now, the Stygians can add another Knight to their ranks.

Cheers," he said loudly while raising a goblet of wine.

"Here, here!" chorused the other Stygians at the table with wide, happy smiles. Well, everyone except Adrian.

Lady Myrine did not join in the cheers either. She kept staring into Evian's face and kept stroking his cheek.

"Tomorrow," she said suddenly.

"What was that, My Lady?" Lord Stygian asked.

"Tomorrow. We must schedule the Exorcism with the Witch for tomorrow" Lady Myrine said while staring deep into Evian's cold grey eyes.

"I thought you wanted to wait," Lord Stygian said as he dropped his goblet on the table.

Lady Myrine shook her head.

"We have waited long enough. I almost lost him to a curse. I won't lose him to some stupid residual death aura."

Evian didn't know much about Exorcisms but he saw firsthand how talking about one could be a mood killer. The atmosphere of the feast went down the toilet after the topic was brought up by Lady Myrine and it didn't take long for everyone to disperse.

Evian had not spoken to any of them so he didn't care that they left right after stuffing their faces, however, the topic of an Exorcism kept ringing in his mind all through his walk back to his room.

"You have nothing to worry about, dear. Daria will come over in the morning and clear up all that aura and leave you free to live life to the fullest" Lady Myrine told him while hugging him.

Once she let him go, Lord Stygian gave him heavy pats on the shoulder.

"Once we've put this omen behind us, we can start getting you up to speed on the ways of a Knight. You are at least fifteen years behind after all" he said in his deep voice.

Evian's lips just twitched with nothing to say. He didn't even notice the fact that Adrian was giving him a hateful glare but then again, that was becoming expected at this point.

Filled with delicious food from the feast, Evian fell asleep almost as soon as his back hit the soft foam of his bed.

He was awakened by the first light of dawn and was instantly bogged down by worry.

'Hey, Voice in my head'

[Yes?]

'Do I have anything to be worried about in an Exorcism? I can't just shake this feeling I have'

[You have every reason to be worried]

'Wow, you're not even going to try and sugarcoat it, are you?' Evian thought with a shake of his head which wasn't that easy as the foam of his pillow enveloped him in a cushy comfortable way that sought to keep his head perfectly stable.

[Wraiths are detestable creatures occasionally hunted down by Religious sects. You should be careful how showy you are with your Eldritch energy.

If during the Exorcism, the Witch detects what you really are, she might try to purify the body which could get rid of you]

'By 'Get rid of me' you mean, she'll pull my soul out of this body and I'll have to search for another body to possess right?'

[Wrong.

You consumed the soul of Evian Stygian and merged with his body. You leave this body and you die.

As a Wraith, you will also have no taste of any sort of afterlife so your soul will disperse completely.]

'Damn'

[Damn indeed.]

'...'

[You should consider running away.]

Evian gave it a few seconds of thought and then he had a lightbulb moment.

'Hang on, you told me I was denied the satisfaction of starting from the bottom'

[Indeed, I did]

'So I'm not completely powerless then'

...

[Maybe not]

Evian's brows furrowed at how the voice seemed almost reluctant to tell him that but he pushed that aside.

'The Witch- Could you tell me where she scales in the Arcane Path'

[She used a Third Circle spell to examine you so I assume that's her scale]

'Assume? Can't you be more precise?'

[That's as precise as I can be]

'Alright then. As a Wraith, you told me my Eldritch energy could contend with a Third Circle Arcanist'

[Indeed I did]

'Well- Can you see what I'm getting at?' Evian was starting to get excited.

[If you are considering taking on a Third Circle Arcanist who is obviously experienced when you don't even yet know how to harness your Eldritch energy, then I, as your Decadent Assistant must advise you strongly against such a foolish plan]

'It can work' Evian thought with a grin, 'Especially since she won't be expecting it'

[Again, you don't yet know how to wield your Eldrirch energy. You can't even draw it out on your own yet]

'But I don't need to know how to draw it out. She will draw it out for me just as she did when she was Examining me yesterday' Evian explained with his excitement growing.

[...]

The voice had no response and rapt knocks on the room door drew Evian's attention away from it.

Knock* *Knock*

"Young Master Evian, the Witch is here," said the guard standing post outside the door.

"Already? it's the crack of dawn" Evian mumbled.

"I am letting her in," the guard said and the door opened before Daria walked in.

Daria was dressed just as she had been dressed yesterday. In a black gown that clung tightly to her body and emphasized her sexy figure. However, rather than the silver lines that had adorned her yesterday gown, sprinkled silver stars adorned the gown she was wearing this time.

"I apologize if I woke you, Evian, but the morning is an auspicious time for an Exorcism," Daria said.

Evian's brows furrowed.

'No, I'm pretty sure Exorcisms generally happen at night.' he thought but didn't say out loud.

Daria walked over to his bed and her eyes moved over his clothes. Evian was still wearing the purple robes he had worn to the feast. It was only the shoes he had managed to take off before falling asleep.

"Take off your clothes," Daria said.

"Why?"

"They are disruptive. Take them off" she said with a serious expression.

Evian shrugged.

"Okay"

There was no underwear so taking off his clothes meant taking it all off. His organ was out of display and he didn't bother trying to place a hand over it. It might help him with the crazy plan now forming in his head.

Contending against Daria's spell with his Eldritch energy was only the first part of Evian's crazy plan.

'What's that saying? 'It's so crazy, it just might work''

Daria directed him to lie down on his bed face up.

The moment Evian's back hit the bed, Daria the Witch closed her eyes and lifted her hands, and started to chant rapidly under her breath.

Evian didn't understand her chants but he did note that they were similar to the ones he had heard her chant yesterday when she was examining him.

Sure enough, the three familiar mystical circles appeared on top of Evian's body. They spun for a while before Daria spoke.

"Let yourself be calm, Evian. There is nothing to worry about. You are safe in my hands."

Evian's eyes widened slightly because just as Daria finished speaking, smaller rings appeared and bound his hands and legs to the bed. He twisted a few times but remained immobilized.

'Relax, all will be well' Evian thought to himself without bothering to struggle too hard against his bounds.

Daria took a deep breath with a serious expression on her face.

"Just a few more minutes and you will be free of the terrible Omen of death"

The temperature in the room dropped many degrees as Eldritch energy started to ooze out of Evian's body and as it did, Evian adopted a serious expression.

'Alright, it's now or never'

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Chapter 6: Are You Death? (R-18)

'It's a Mental thing' Evian told himself as he tried over and over to grasp at the Eldritch energy leaking from his body.

He was able to touch it, but seeing as it was in a gaseous state, grabbing was difficult. Even impossible.

'Damn it!'

Meanwhile, as Evian struggled, the Witch's eyes were now wide open as she was quickly feeling overwhelmed by the amount of Eldritch energy currently in the room.

"I don't understand" she mumbled "At this point, it should be taking shape. It should be taking a shape I can attack"

Daria brought her hands together and started forming seals and as she did, the three mystical circles morphed and twisted into the symbol of infinity before they broke off into two perfect halves.

Three circles became six and they spun above Evian.

"Arrghh" Evian groaned.

The spell was no longer just drawing out his Eldritch energy. It now felt like it was trying to pull him right out of the body he was in.

The pain didn't even annoy Evian. What annoyed him was the fact that he felt like he had almost gotten a grasp of his Eldritch energy and then it left him when he groaned.

'Fuck!'

As she watched Evian let out a cry of pain, Daria's eyes widened.

"Y-you shouldn't be feeling hurt. This is to free you of an omen. If you're feeling hurt then this goes beyond just residual death aura"

[She's getting close]

"You're possessed!" Daria said with her eyes wide and just a bit of fear. "Oh a simple third circle Exorcism won't help with this- I need a Fourth Circle Extricating spell!"

[REALLY close]

'Oh for the love of God, if you won't be helpful, then SHUT UP! I need to concentrate!'

Evian closed his eyes and ignored the pain Daria's spell was causing him while he tried to remember the feeling of getting a grasp of his Eldritch energy.

Daria's eyes were tightly shut and she was forming a different set of seals and chanting a different set of mysterious words when things finally clicked for Evian.

'Did I do it?'

For an answer to his own question, Evian pulled back all the Eldtirch energy that had seeped out of his body so far and let it all be focused primarily around his body.

His mouth split into a smile when he felt the spell circles around his hands and legs start to melt away. The six spell circles above him also melted into nothing.

Daria's chanting faltered and she eventually stopped when she noticed a change in the room. She opened her eyes and saw Evian coated in a thin layer of Grey, deathly cold Eldritch energy.

Evian sat up on the bed with a bright smile.

'I was right. It IS a Mental thing'

The Eldritch energy obeyed his every mental whim. He just needed to direct and it would go wherever he wanted.

'This feels really cool. Oh I could have some fun with this'

[You did it]

'You sound disappointed'

[I am]

With a frown at such a weird response, Evian turned his sights on Daria whose eyes widened.

"You're not possessed," the Witch said.

'Huh, so the jig is up then' Evian thought before he got up from the bed.

With a thought, he caused his Eldritch energy to spread out all about the room but with more attention on Daria.

The Witch wasn't weak and from her words from before, Evian now knew she was capable of Fourth Circle spellcasting which was already going out of his comfort zone. He decided to be preemptive.

"No, I'm not possessed"

Evian walked towards Daria but the Witch did not step back but rather stood her ground.

"Who- No- What are you?"

"I am Evian Stygian. You saw me come back to life" Evian said as he got closer to her.

Daria took on a stance with her hand stretched forward. Evian glanced at the hand but kept walking towards her. When he got close enough for her hand to touch him, Evian grabbed it and pushed it gently aside.

"You won't attack me. You were called to 'cure' me not to kill me"

Daria stood with confidence, her voice steady.

"As an Arcanist of the Arcane Church, it is my duty to get rid of all unnatural entities"

Evian did not stop walking until they were one foot apart.

"Do I look unnatural to you?" he asked as he placed a hand on Daria's waist.

The Witch was quite tall. Although he was closer to Seven feet than he was to seven, Evian was only some inches taller than her.

"You reek of death," Daria said.

Evian leaned closer until he placed his jaw on her shoulder.

"Does it scare you?"

"No. It IS cold though"

Evian kissed her bare shoulder and in all the coldness currently in the room, the kiss felt warm and took her by surprise.

"Yes, Death is cold. But it's also natural. Won't you agree?"

Daria paused as Evian gave her more kisses on her shoulder and then she nodded slowly.

"If death is Natural, how can I be unnatural," Evian asked and his hands went from her waist to her lower back and then to the arch of her Ass.

"Your logic seems sound but then, are you Death?" Daria asked.

Somehow, Evian's hand on her ass encouraged her to raise a hand and place it on his back.

Evian pulled his face away from her shoulder and stared into her mischievous black eyes with his death-cold grey pair.

"Who knows? The truth is, I don't know what I am. I saw things on the other side. Things I can't even begin to explain.

It changed me...

I can only hope it was for the better"

Evian spoke in such a genuine voice and he wasn't surprised when Daria's expression exposed that it was winning her over.

'Welp, she's buying it. Haha, the amount of crap I've got in my head just ready to let out for 'sentimental' credit. Hahaha'

In the past, Evian had lacked the looks and had to develop a silver tongue. He even employed calming therapeutic ways of speaking just so he could get laid.

Things were different in this life.

He had the incredible looks to make things easy but he was glad for his experience because looks would not have been enough to get a mesmerized expression from a Witch who, only minutes ago, was ready to exterminate him in the name of her Church.

Anyway,

Being close to such a sexy woman, Evian was not able to stop a physiological reaction from happening down below. His dick became filled with blood and stood so hard it was now in a vertical position.

With his hand on Daria's ass, Evian pulled her closer until his member was resting against her clothed belly.

It took quite a bit of willpower for him not to groan at how good it felt.

"I know what you're doing," Daria said and she gripped Evian's back even tighter.

"Hmm, really? Is it working?" Evian asked while squeezing her ass cheek and marveling at how supple it felt.

Daria bit her lower lip. A sultry look on her mature face.

"Maybe" she answered.

Evian leaned in, slowly. He went almost all the way and smiled inwardly when the Witch closed the rest of the distance and their lips met.

Daria pressed her body even harder against him (Evian's Dick screamed Hooray!), and she raised her second arm and wrapped it around him.

In return, Evian placed his second hand on her ass and squeezed gently but firmly which almost instantly had Daria moaning into his mouth.

Evian took his lips off her and attacked her neck and judging from how Daria let out a gasp with her face raised towards the ceiling, she liked it.

As he peppered her neck, chin, and cheeks with kisses all eliciting moans from the Witch's lips, Evian took one hand off her ass and used it to pull down the front of her gown.

He set her big right breast free and immediately grabbed it to squeeze while his lips reclaimed hers.

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Chapter 7: Experience From The Other Side (R-18)

"Nggghhh"

Feeling her breast in Evian's hand, Daria moaned into their kiss and redoubled her grip around him.

Evian pulled his lips away from hers and smiled.

"I'm naked and you're not... That's not fair now, is it?"

Daria smirked with a sultry mischievous look in her eyes before she shook her head.

"No. No, I guess it's not"

Even before Daria was done with her sentence, Evian grabbed the wide neckline of her gown and pulled it even wider before pulling it down her body.

He had no idea if she could have done that with magic but he didn't care. Once the gown was in a small heap at Daria's ankles, she stepped out of it, and Evian started his backward walk toward his bed.

Daria followed.

The moment they were a foot from the bed, Evian turned them around to toss Daria on the bed before he lay down on top of her and instantly went for the two big breasts he had set free from her gown.

He grabbed the right one and squeezed while he seized the nipple of the left into his mouth and started sucking.

"Nghh"

Daria raised a leg and wrapped it around his waist. Showcasing impressive strength as she was able to pull Evian even tighter against her body. Evian didn't complain and even if he wanted to, his mouth was too busy.

He nibbled, licked, and sucked all while being attentive to the little sounds of approval or disapproval that Daria made and he adjusted all along the way to soothe her. Focusing on what worked for her and ignoring what didn't.

He got great results as was evidenced by how much strength she was putting into her legs and her arms around him.

Speaking of arms, she raised them from his back and grabbed his head to pull him even harder into her breast and enhance the pressure of his sucking. Evian enjoyed having his face pressed into the suppleness of her breast and didn't even care that it made it difficult for him to breathe.

As a master of his craft made possible by a dedication to practice he had had in his past life, Evian could go quite a bit without air as long he was aware what he was doing was making his sexual partner satisfied.

The right breast he had so far not sucked was not being neglected of course. Evian had the nipple between his fingers and squeezed and pinched however he deemed fit.

At some point, the pinching got so intense that Daria took one hand off Evian's head and placed it over his hand to squeeze her breast along with him.

"Oh yes-- Damn, you're a natural-- Hnnghhhh"

Daria's back arched while she spewed a combination of compliments and moans as Evian's hand and mouth did their thing.

Evian chuckled in his mind at her words.

'Haha, a 'Natural' she says. No one's a natural at sex or foreplay. It's all about constant practice'

With one of Daria's hands off his head, Evian was able to lift himself out of the suppleness of her left breast and finally switch the attention of his mouth to her right breast.

As he shifted his attention from one ample bosom to another, he shifted his weight on top of the Witch so that he could place one hand on the breast he wasn't sucking while he reached the other hand down towards her crotch.

Daria felt Evian's hand trailing down and she was constantly anticipating what she knew was about to happen. She even thrust her hips up a few times while she spread her legs to give Evian the easiest access.

Even before Evian's fingers reached their target, he felt the wetness she had been leaking and that slippery goodness practically led him to where he wanted to go. The moment he touched the opening, Daria's legs came together, and had Evian's body not been between them, they would have clamped tightly around his hand.

His finger touching her wet nether regions sent a thrill all over Daria's body and it took all she had not to climax right there and then.

'How embarrassing would that be? I'm not some young maiden!' she thought but whatever indignation she was feeling had to be pushed aside when Evian started his assault.

First, it was light strokes across her juicy pussy lips and then it was heavy strokes to the nub at the top which intensified the thrill Daria was feeling all over.

Finally, Evian started insertion and he started with two fingers which he pushed in knuckles-deep. Daria clamped down on his fingers almost immediately in an impressive show of muscle control but the tightening didn't stop Evian from pulling out his fingers and pushing them back in and it didn't stop him from doing that over and over again. Gathering momentum, settling into a rhythm, and increasing the volume of moisture Daria's pussy produced.

"Oh MY! Oh MY! OH MYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!"

With a final squeal, Daria tightened her hold of Evian's head to her breast, wrapped her legs around his back trapping his body against hers and his wonderful fingers between her thighs as she finally reached climax.

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

Evian sucked her right nipple even more. He squeezed her left breast even harder and just held on tight as her body trembled so hard, it seemed like she was trying to shake him off which was contradictory since she was also holding on to him tighter than she ever had since all this started.

"Ooooooooohhhhhh--"

Daria eventually reached the end of the length of continuous sound her vocal cords were capable of and she trailed off and only then did her tremor start to die down.

Evian kept his fingers inside her and helped her ride it out until she eventually flopped on the bed before letting out a sound of satisfaction.

"*Sigh* Phew. That- That was great," she admitted as Evian pulled his fingers out and finally released her nipple from his mouth to smile up at her.

"I could tell"

"That goes beyond just natural talent. This was not your first time, was it? You have experience" Daria said.

Evian watched her as her mind started working fast to piece things together.

"Before you died- I heard you were a shut-in. Your curse made socializing difficult so it couldn't have been then. And even if it was, you lost your memory so you shouldn't remember it right? So when was it?

When did you ever get the chance to become experienced?"

Evian smiled.

"You're neglecting one place I managed to visit," he said with a wink.

Daria's propped herself up on her elbows.

"You're really trying to tell me you gained sexual experience on the 'Other side'?" she said and rolled her eyes with an uncomfortable chuckle.

For an answer, Evian just shrugged and stood off her body until he was kneeling between her legs with his organ large, hard, and pointing straight at her. The pink and spongy head looking particularly angry.

Seeing the member looking like it was raging and knowing what was next on the agenda pushed away all 'silly' questions and theories from Daria's mind.

'Oh, who cares where he learned it? What matters is what he's going to use it on next'

Evian picked up one of Daria's legs and placed it over his shoulder, lifting her ass off the bed in the process. He rubbed the smooth skin and gave her thighs a few squeezes.

Evian collected some of her juices which had smeared her inner thighs and he brought it to his mouth for a taste.

Daria was looking up at him as he did so almost like she was expecting a review. Evian gave her one.

"Delicious," he said.

Daria purred and then let out a pleased peel of laughter just as Evian grabbed his cock and finally brought it to the entrance of her pussy.

"And now," he said with a grin "For the moment we've been waiting for..."

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Chapter 8: It Works! (R-18)

[Hey!]

'What? Now is not the time I want to be reminded you're here' Evian snapped.

[Oh wow, so snippy. Anyway, just wanted to inform you that you can use your Eldritch energy to make your seed- seedless]

...

'You mean- Creampies without consequences?'

[Gross way of putting it but, yeah]

'You're not messing with me, are you?'

[I'm not]

'Oh, then um, thanks. I guess'

[No need to thank me. Your development doesn't need the distraction of a bunch of snot-nosed brats running around.

I'm just doing my job as your Assistant]

'...'

Evian eventually shut off all attention to the voice in his head and returned it all to the moist opening his raging member was currently pointing at.

In the few seconds Evian had spent talking to the voice in his head, Daria had seen him staring blankly, and with her body itching with impatience, she frowned.

"Hey, how long before you- Ahhhhhnnnnn"

Her words were cut short as Evian thrust his member into her to the hilt. The entry was so sudden that it had Daria arching her back off the bed while she clenched her inner muscles around the invading member.

Her hands gripped the bed sheets and her mouth was open loud in an empty scream.

As for Evian, he was enjoying the feel of the clamping of muscles around his long, hard member and he also marveled at how he could enjoy the pleasure and not instantly feel the urge to start shooting his seed.

He remained very much in control of himself and his hand kept rubbing along Daria's smooth leg as he drew back his cock and then thrust back in.

He started giving Daria's legs kisses while slowly moving his hips and starting a thrusting rhythm.

Pah*

Pah*

Pah*

The speed started to pick up and as it did, Evian reached his two hands underneath Daria to grab handfuls of her ass and squeeze while he used the grip to pull her against his body.

With the strength he currently had coursing through his body, lifting and moving Daria was not an issue. He raised her second leg and placed it on his shoulder and put in the strength behind his hips to push his cock even harder into her pussy.

As he thrust, Evian made little almost imperceptible rotations with his hips. Daria felt it all and it added to the feeling she was getting- The feeling that had her getting closer to the edge.

"Oh! OH! OHHHHHHH!!!"

PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

Daria wrapped her legs around his neck and the with every thrust Evian delivered and with every smacking contact that his pelvis made with her thighs, her legs spasmed around Evian's neck.

Evian ignored the pressure and just groaned quietly at the pleasure he was getting from moving in and out of Daria's pussy.

The more thrusts he delivered, the closer he came to spewing out his seed but he was aiming to hold out for as long as he could.

'She's really not making it easy' he thought with a small chuckle as his cock was subjected to intense tightening deep within the velvety caverns of Daria's pussy.

"Ngghh"

After a particularly hard thrust, Daria's legs loosened from around Evian's neck and her legs flopped as her back arched and she let out a drawn-out moan while the moistness of her pussy increased.

With increased lubrication, Evian's thrusts were made even easier and so he just kept on thrusting all through Daria's climax- Extending it until it reached a new peak that had the Witch's eyes widened in shock.

It was right at that moment that Evian succumbed.

The spasming of Daria's pussy just proved too much and he has no choice but to shoot his seeds deep inside her pussy.

As Evian started shooting his seeds, he pushed his dick into Daria to the hilt and then he fell on top of her to capture her lips in a hard kiss.

He brought his hands from under her and grabbed both of her breasts to knead. He squeezed so hard that he left imprints of his hand on both milky globes but the little pain they caused only heightened Daria's ongoing orgasmic experience.

In a small corner of her mind, Daria was aware of the fact that her pussy was getting filled with Evian's seed but a larger part of her mind was more interested in how warm it felt and how it felt like the perfect cap to the whole experience.

While Daria was able to ignore it, Evian could not.

As he shot more and more of his seed, he also followed them up with small streams of Eldritch energy. The Eldritch energy killed all living sperm cells in the semen and rendered it incapable of fertilization.

'It works!' Evian thought. He could feel the death of the cells as they were touched by his Eldritch energy.

Daria felt the chill of Eldritch energy inside her but it mixed so well with the warmth of Evian's seed that she didn't even mind it.

She had no idea what had just transpired inside her caverns and she would not realize the lack of life in the sperm Evian had deposited inside her until she was away from the Estate and making use of her own Contraceptives.

Daria's climax eventually came to an end and Evian's balls ran out of seed to shoot out for now, so he just remained lying down on top of her with his still-hard cock still inside her pussy.

Even as she shook with the last remnants of her orgasm, the Witch was not yet satisfied and neither was Evian as was evidenced by his member's insistence on staying hard.

It didn't take long for Evian to get right back to kissing her neck and teasing her breasts. He squeezed the wonderful mounds of flesh and also tweaked the hard nipples topping them to not only draw out moans from Daria's lips but also draw out giggles.

Daria wrapped a leg behind his back and stroked while just letting his hands and kisses roam while his hard dick twitched inside of her.

Eventually, the Witch rolled them over until she was on top. In the process, Evian's dick fell out of her pussy and she started to make her way downward towards it.

She started by kissing his chest and then continued the trail down his stomach and then to his crotch.

His dick had been made slippery by her juices mixed with his cum and so Daria's hand slid along its length as she started a tentative stroke of the organ.

From the first few strokes and twists, Daria already had Evian groaning, and the more sounds of pleasure he let out, the wider Daria's smile was.

"You seem to know what you're doing. Experience or you're just a 'Natural'?" Evian asked with a smirk.

Daria rolled her eyes. She was able to tell he was making a call back to when she made a similar inquiry about him.

"I've lived for over two Centuries," Daria said as though that answered his question, and in all honesty, it did.

"Wow, two centuries. Who would have thought?" Evian said with a smile as he brushed his hand through the Witch's hair.

He would never have guessed he had bagged such an 'older' lady. It added a whole different spice to the aura of maturity he had been getting from Daria ever since he first saw her.

It didn't take long for the Witch to gobble up Evian's cock.

Instantly she showed even more of that experience that seemed to come with age and as her mouth and tongue roamed Evian's member, he couldn't help but let out a grain while thrusting his hips up and lodging his cock even farther into Daria's mouth.

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Chapter 9: I'm Open To Returning And Trying (R-18)

Grk*

With a gag, the Witch recovered from her choking hazard and got even more aggressive with her sucking of Evian's cock- Spending a lot of time and attention on teasing the ridge right underneath the spongy head of the large organ.

As she sucked, Daria glanced up at Evian's handsome face, and the look he had made her smile around his cock as she felt satisfaction as well as a desire to have him curling his toes.

"Ngh"

As he groaned in pleasure, Evian sat up on the bed and grabbed fistfuls of Daria's hair to ensure she stayed right where she was. At some point, he pulled her down, hard and pushed his cock even deeper down her throat.

Grk* *Grrrrrk*

Daria struggled for breath and her eyes watered but not once did she stop licking at Evian's cock in her mouth. She remained dedicated and even constricted her throat around the organ in an attempt to bring about a climax.

The Climax never came.

As much as Evian was enjoying the tightness and warmth of her mouth and her throat, he did not yet feel the urge to shoot out yet another round of cum.

He let his cock remain in Daria's throat for a few minutes and all through that time, the Witch never gave any indication that she wanted it to end.

Sure she let out gagging sounds and her eyes continued to water but even then, she didn't try to lift her head or tap Evian with her very free hands to inform him that she was at her limit.

In fact, when Evian pulled her off his cock, she looked very disappointed.

"Why did you stop?" she asked as she wiped the saliva that had leaked out of her mouth. "You didn't enjoy it?"

Evian smiled.

"I did. There's just something I would enjoy more" he said before he grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him.

He propped her on all four or more accurately, he made it clear with his actions that that was the position he wanted and Daria got into it for him.

Evian got into his position on his knees behind her and his eyes sparkled at the sight of that wonderful ass of hers.

He placed a hand on an asscheek and rubbed and then he grabbed the other and started squeezing both.

"Mmmm"

Feeling the two strong hands mauling her ass, Daria could not help but moan and that moan intensified when she felt the poke of Evian's angry member on the entrance of her pussy.

Evian's dick was dripping with Daria's saliva and her pussy was dripping with her juices mixed with his cum so entry was easy and pleasing.

Evian thrust until his pelvis hit Daria's ass cheeks with a satisfying smack!

"Ahhhhhnnnnnn"

Daria arched her back and fell forward on the bed while clutching at the bed sheets.

For the first time since their session had started, Evian was reminded of the fact that, just past the doors of his room, were guards standing post.

'I wonder if they can hear us. What if those pervs have been listening in all along?' Evian wondered and then he shook his head and shrugged,

'Oh, who cares? ' he thought as he drew back his hips and thrust right back into Daria's pussy.

It was hard to be concerned about who heard them when he was having the time of his life at the moment. So far Daria was the hottest woman he had ever had sex with. She was many classes above even the so-called 'Tens' of the world he came from so it would be foolish to focus on anything other than ramming his cock into her until he could ram no more.

Besides, after giving it a bit of thought, the possibility of him and Daria being heard was slim as the doors had shown quite well they were capable of shutting out Sound.

Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

With the stamina Evian was currently boasting, it would take close to an hour before the urge to cum became impossible to resist and he used that hour well.

Kneading and rubbing Daria's ass while his pelvis kept smacking against them. He thrust into her so hard with a consistent rhythm and intense thrusts that had the witch biting into the bed sheets.

And then Evian leaned forward, his pace slowed. The atmosphere shifted from raw and animalistic fucking to something more intimate.

Daria was made aware of the change first by feeling Evian's body pressing against hers and then he started giving her kisses on her neck, her back, and cheeks while the intensity of his thrusts with his hips never lessened.

Daria went lower on the bed. She went so low she was almost lying flat. The only part of her body she kept up was her ass. She kept it raised and in the optimum position to keep receiving Evian's hard-hitting thrusts. Albeit now in a slower tempo.

Pah*

"OH!"

Pah*

"OHHH!

Pah*

"Nggghhhh... Moreeeeee!!!"

Evian gave her what she asked for.

In that position, he ramped up the speed of his thrusts and brought along her climax faster than Daria was expecting.

The Witch started contorting on the bed and almost like a reflex action, she started hitting her ass backward. The hard contact into Evian's pelvis was the limit and he was shooting his cum inside her in just a few seconds before her climax.

The two groaned in unison.

Neither said a word and just rode out their climax together- Evian with continuous thrusts and Daria with her back thrusts with her ass.

When the climax finally ended and Evian had followed up with a stream of Eldritch energy, he didn't pull his dick out of Daria.

Evian was still hard and Daria was very much still up for a continuation so Evian turned them over so that he was lying on the bed with Daria lying down on his front with his dick still inside her.

Daria reached behind her head and grabbed fistfuls of Evian's grey hair as he started moving his hips again and started yet another intense round.

...

-Two hours later-

Daria, looking as proper as she had when she first arrived at the Stygian Estate, followed the lead of a guard.

The guard led her to a room and the duo of Lady Myrine and Lord Stygian were seated waiting for her. Lady Myrine looked worried. Lord Stygian appeared calm.

As soon as Daria entered, the duo raised their heads to look at her.

"Is it done?" Lady Myrine asked.

Daria gave a small bow.

"Yes. Evian is safe now" she said.

Lady Myrine smiled widely and Lord Stygian laughed heartily.

"Ha ha, that's good to hear," he said.

"And his hair? His eyes?" Lady Myrine asked.

Daria shook her head.

"They remain the same. I don't believe there's anything that can be done about that.

However, I am open to returning and trying. Maybe a few times a week? Just to make sure the change won't have any adverse effects" she said.

Lady Myrine nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, do that"

Daria bowed.

"As you wish, my lady"

With her head low and her hair falling over and forming a curtain, Daria was able to hide the sneaky smile she had on her face.

'Oh, I'm coming back alright.'

Memories of her time with Evian were still etched into her mind and her body. Had she not felt it would be suspicious not to give Lady Myrine and Lord Stygian a report after more than three hours, she would have just stayed in Evian's room and continued their passionate session.

A part of Daria's mind kept informing her that Evian's very existence should be one she looked at with suspicion but Alas, that part of her mind was much too weak against the horny part.

It never stood a chance.

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Chapter 10: Limit Yourself

-Evian's Room-

[Impressive diversion tactics]

'Thank you but again, you sound disappointed' Evian replied the voice while laying face down on his bed. His bottom half covered in snuggly bed covers.

Before Daria left, they had taken a soak in the tub in his bathroom where they had of course gotten a few rounds in, and once she left, Evian went back to bed. He didn't feel tired but he was not opposed to lounging on the soft foam of his bed.

[You did it- with Sex]

'So?'

[You're a Wraith. You should have killed her and consumed her soul]

'And then what? What about her body?'

[Who cares? This was the perfect time for you to start a rampage- To start gobbling up souls and becoming a decadent force to be reckoned with.]

'*Sigh* Shut up and let me rest my eyes'

Bang*

The sound was so sudden that Evian sat up while his eyes went over to the doors to his room where the sound had come from.

Lord Stygian stood between the doors with his arms wide and a grin on his face.

"WAKE UP SON!"

The voice was so loud that it caused Evian to wince.

"I'm awake," he said.

"Haha, indeed you are"

As Lord Stygian walked towards Evian's bed, he seemed to perceive a scent- one that his mind associated with the aftermath of a passionate affair but he shook his head almost as soon as the thought came to his mind.

'No way that happened here. Evian's not yet at that level.

Haha, he wasn't at that level even before he lost his memory' Lord Stygian thought.

"Why are you here?" Evian asked.

He didn't particularly have a connection to the man standing before him and wasn't sure exactly how to react to his smile and enthusiasm.

"Well, Daria told us you're safe now. By us, I mean, your Mother and myself, obviously"

"Obviously"

Lord Stygian nodded and continued.

"She also mentioned that you retained your sudden strength increase. She's not clear how that happened but honestly, it doesn't matter, all that matters is that it did."

"Okay, so what now?" Evian asked.

Lord Stygian raised a brow.

"What do you mean by 'what now'? We're going to train, of course. Gauge your capabilities and finally get you started on the path of a Knight. You're well behind already"

"Oh," Evian said.

Clap* *Clap*

Lord Stygian clapped sharply twice.

"Alright then, get up, get dressed, and let's go," he said.

Evian sighed.

'Oh, what the hell, why not? I've been curious about what I can do anyway'

Evian was about to get out of bed when he remembered he was naked and only covered by his bed covers.

"Lord Stygian, could you wait outside please?"

"Call me Father, son. And of course, I'll give you your privacy. Don't keep me waiting though"

Lord Stygian turned around and walked out of the room. The doors closed behind him and with a sigh, Evian got out of bed and cast a look at the discarded purple robes he had worn to the feast yesterday.

'No way I have to wear that again, right?'

Evian started looking around his massive room- Actually observing it for the first time. He searched for some sort of compartment for clothes and his eyes fell on a small door.

He walked over to the door and pulled it open and of course, it was packed with clothes and shoes.

"Ah there you are," he said with a smile.

The clothes had similar robe styles to the one Evian wore to the feast and he had paid enough attention to the maids putting it on him yesterday to know the proper way to put on the blue one he picked out at random.

Once dressed, he walked towards the door and it opened to let him out. He met Lord Stygian standing there with a smile.

"Good, let's go. The longer we wait, the more likely your mother arrives and tries to put a stop to this"

"Why would she?" Evian asked but even as the words left his lips, the answer came to him based on how Lady Myrine had always acted with him so far.

"She's just a tad overprotective. It's even worse now since you just came back from the dead and all" the dark-haired man said with a smile as he led the way.

Lord Stygian led them past the dense collection of buildings in the Estate and as they walked, Evian took the time to look around and observe.

Everywhere they passed, the guards around would bow to them and the respect in their tone as they addressed Lord Stygian, went beyond that of an employee to an employer. The tall dark-haired man just deemed to command a level of respect that could only come through power and multiple demonstrations of said power.

Eventually, they arrived at their destination.

It was a wide space- A stage with racks all around. Every one of those racks was lined with all kinds of weapons. From swords to spears to shields, to daggers, and even bows and arrows.

Adrian was in the middle of the Arena swinging around a sword and looking truly in the moment. The moment he saw his father approaching, he stopped.

"Hello, Father. Come to watch me train?" he asked with a smile and then his eyes fell on Evian and the smile turned into a frown.

"No, Adrian. But it's good you're here. Have Evian test his strength against you" Lord Stygian said.

Adrian seemed to freeze for a moment and then a smile stretched across his face.

"Seriously?" he asked.

Lord Stygian nodded.

"Of Course. Who better to initiate Evian to Knightdom than his Elder brother"

The more Lord Stygian spoke, the more sinister Adrian's smile became which in turn made Evian frown.

'This sick bastard is planning to beat me to a pulp, isn't he?'

"As you wish Father," Adrian said with a small bow, "Come on, brother, get on the stage"

Evian hesitated.

"Don't worry son, Adrian will take it easy on you. Won't you, Adrian?" Lord Stygian asked.

Adrian shrugged with a smirk.

"I'll try my best, Father but you know how it is. Anything can happen in the heat of the moment"

Lord Stygian frowned.

"Limit yourself to the First Order," he said with authority that wiped the smirk off Adrian's face.

"Yes, Father," he said.

'Eh, he can't possibly handle the abilities of the First Order anyway- Especially not if I limit my strength to the moment before a breakthrough to the Second Order' Adrian reasoned with his cruel smile returning.

With a sigh, Evian stepped onto the stage and put himself about three feet away from Adrian.

"Weapons?" Adrian asked Evian while using his sword to gesture at the array of weapons around the stage.

Evian shook his head.

"Nah, I can't use any of that," he said.

'Besides, why should I allow you to have something pointy to stab me with' he added in his mind.

With a shrug, Adrian tossed the sword in his hand aside and took on a fighting stance.

"Here I come"

With that warning, Adrian dashed towards Evian with his fist.

Evian saw him coming- The movement was slow to his eyes and once Adrian's fist was a foot away, he moved to the side to sidestep before he delivered a blow to Adrian's ribs.

"Ah"

Adrian grabbed his side with a frown before he tried to swing his arm into Evian's face.

Again, Evian saw the arm coming slow and with a smile, he ducked under it and punched Adrian's ribs a second time.

This time he packed even more strength into the blow and had his brother sliding at least three feet away from him with a look of realization.

'Th- This Brat-'

Lord Stygian was watching it all with attentive eyes. He saw Adrian miss twice and Evian deliver well-timed blows the same number of times and he nodded with satisfaction.

"Adrian" he called out, "The Second Order."

With a grin, the pressure coming off Adrian's body increased but Evian met the increased pressure with a smile knowing full well he could take it.

Evian clenched his fists.

"Come at me. I'm aiming for your face next"

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Chapter 11: Matched In A Single Day...

Evian delivered on his promise...

Bam*

Bam*

Wham*

... He delivered on his promise thrice.

Adrian limited to the First Order and Adrian limited to the Second Order had one thing in common: Both were still much too slow to Evian's eyes and reflexes.

Evian knew even as they started trading blows that it won't take long for Adrian and Lord Stygian to realize his abilities were past the Second Order, at which point, they would either call off the spar or Adrian would finally go all out.

'I need to strike as fast and as many times as I possibly can before that happens.' Evian thought.

He punched Adrian twice and slammed him with his forearm on the third hit.

"Ahhh"

Adrian yelled as the force behind Evian's blow sent him flying back and turning a few times in the air before he finally hit the ground with his face towards the stage floor.

Adrian's brows were furrowed. His lips turned over in a frown as he was filled with disbelief.

"Impossible. This- This is impossible"

In contrast to Adrian's disbelief, Lord Stygian's lips were stretched into a wide smile as his dark eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Incredible" The proud father mumbled.

Adrian quickly got back to his feet and turned to glare at Evian who was grinning and bouncing at a spot while throwing out jabs like a boxer.

"How? How is this possible?" Adrian asked.

"How is what possible?" Evian asked without stopping his jab throws.

"How are you already at the Second Order?" Adrian clarified. He sounded hurt and he looked his brother over, for the first time noticing that the color of his hair and eyes were not the only things that had changed about him.

He noticed Evian's previously sickly physique had filled out ever since he came back to life yesterday.

Evian shrugged.

"I'm just special, I guess," he said before he dashed forward and sunk a blow into Adrian's stomach.

Bam*

The blow connected but Adrian remained standing- unaffected. He raised his head and his eyes were filled with rage. He grabbed Evian's arm and used it to pull him even closer before sinking a knee into his stomach.

"Ack"

Evian's eyes widened as he felt the force behind the blow had increased and so had the speed.

'The Third Order'

With a focused glare of anger, Adrian delivered yet another knee strike and quickly followed it up with a kick that sent Evian flying almost completely off the stage.

Evian managed to plant his legs on the ground and he skidded to a halt but by the time he raised his head, Adrian was already in front of him with a punch directed at his face.

Evian's eyes widened but he remained calm with the realization that the speed of the blow was not yet at a level he couldn't follow. He caught the blow with his palm and sidestepped so that he was no longer standing at the edge of the stage.

Adrian's face was screwed in concentration and in a continuous seamless move, he took his hand out of Evian's hold and smacked him in the face with a backhand.

Smack!*

As Evian started spinning away, Adrian grabbed the lapel of his robe and used it to pull his brother close.

Evian grabbed Adrian's arm and was about to try pulling it off when a sudden release of pressure from Adrian's body forced him to stop.

"I had to train for years to reach the Second Order and I trained for even more to reach the Third. So far, all you had to do was die and come back to life." Adrian said through gritted teeth.

Evian smirked refusing to let the pressure intimidate him.

"So what?" he asked defiantly.

Adrian's lips stretched into a sinister smile.

"So- A sudden boost in strength does NOT put you at my level. You lose in skills and you lose in utilizing your pressure" he said before drawing his fist back and practically smacking Evian's face with his pressure as a prelude for the blow he wanted to land.

Evian let out a small stream of Eldritch energy and with mental indications, he used it as a barrier against Adrian's pressure and smiled when it not only forced the pressure back and away from him but canceled it out completely.

Adrian shivered as the Eldritch energy touched him. His arm that Evian was holding was getting colder by the second. As if it was losing Life.

"What in hell-" Adrian started to say as he pulled his arm out of Evian's hold only to be immediately swept off his feet.

Adrian's back hit the ground with a small thud and Evian followed him only so he could strike him on the side of the face with his forearm.

The blow seemed to shake off the numbness that was starting to creep into Adrian's mind so he immediately let out his pressure to resist whatever was causing the unnatural deathly cold he had been feeling.

He pushed Evian off his body and returned to his feet.

The brothers started trading blows and the more they did, the clearer it was to Evian that Adrian indeed had him outclassed in skill.

Adrian knew how to use his hands. He had the proper stance and was so aware of his surroundings that he could almost accurately predict where Evian's blow was coming from and move out of the way before it hit.

'I probably shouldn't have scoffed at those self-defense classes back on Earth' Evian thought in regret.

The moves he was trying to use right now were a mix of what he had seen on TV in his past life whether during a boxing match or an olden-day martial art movie.

He was trying his best to replicate them but they were not as easy as he would ever have thought. Especially since he was using it against an actual opponent and not the empty air in his apartment.

The only reason he was still in the fight was that he had strength and agility that far outclassed those of even the fictional characters in the movies he watched. He was just slugging through the fight throwing as many punches as fast as he could and even then, he wasn't winning.

The more Evian and Adrian traded blows, the less restraint Adrian showed, and when he went all out, although his released pressure was still within the range of the Third Order, he was quite a few notches stronger and faster than Evian was.

Towards the end, Evian stopped throwing punches not by choice but rather by necessity. Adrian forced him to become defensive.

Alas, two arms raised in front of his face did not stop Evian from getting hit with punches and kicks that were so hard-hitting, they had him wheezing.

The only other card Evian had to play was Eldritch energy but that wasn't anywhere as effective as it had been during his encounter with Daria.

Adrian was not an Arcanist so there was no spell to cancel out and even using Eldritch energy to distract him wasn't working because the black-eyed Stygian was focused and had his pressure out to give him protection against such.

"Hold on" Lord Stygian called out suddenly and the two brothers stopped.

Although Evian had been struck more, his face was glowing with pride while Adrian's was twisted in shame and the reason was easy to guess;

Evian had nothing to lose.

To everyone in the Stygian Estate and Evian himself, this was the first he would ever trade blows with anyone and have the potential to not only stand his ground but even have a slim chance at winning.

Adrian was expected to win and if he did, it won't be special. It was just another day. In fact, he had to win. By a landslide.

However, all Evian had to do was stand his ground and he would be praised.

Case in point.

"Haha, very good, Son. Very good" Lord Stygian said while patting Evian's shoulder.

'When did he get here?' Evian wondered in surprise.

One second, the tall man was standing five feet away from the stage, and the next, he was standing beside Evian on the stage, patting his shoulder.

"I expected a solid start at the First Order. Never would I have dreamed that you would have breezed past two Orders already.

This is incredible, won't you agree, Adrian?"

Adrian looked from his Father's glowing face to Evian's punchable, handsome face.

"Yes, it's a real happy miracle," he said sarcastically. "Excuse me, Father" he added before walking away from the stage.

'So many years spent Training- Cultivating my strength and proving myself only to have it all matched in a single day of resurrection.

Fucking Pathetic...'

Chapter 12: Who Else Would It Be?

Both Evian and Lord Stygian watched Adrian walk away.

Lord Stygian watched with melancholy and Evian couldn't care less.

"I've gauged your capabilities and put them well past the First Step of the Third Order. Truly incredible"

Evian raised a brow.

"Steps? There are steps?"

Lord Stygian let out a peel of laughter.

"Hahaha, of course, there are steps.

Every Order of Knighthood, the Martial Path, contains Nine steps. Each step improves something about a practitioner within their Order and all builds up towards a breakthrough into the next Order"

"How many Orders are there?" Evan asked.

"It goes up to the Ninth Order. After that, one is expected to have broken free of all mortal shackles and become something more. Something greater- Maybe divine.

Anyway, there is much to do and you have much to learn. I will hand you the Stygian Family Technique to help you get a grasp on your abilities." Lord Stygian said.

Evian's brows furrowed.

'Ehn, I don't need that.'

[Indeed you don't. What you need is to start hunting for souls]

'I'm getting tired of your nagging. Is it impatience or do you just thrive on being a dick?'

[It's Impatience]

"Come on, Son. We have much to cover"

For the Rest of the Week, Evian spent a lot of time in Lord Stygian- Sorry, his Father's company. Both Lady Myrine and Lord Stygian had insisted he call them Mother and Father.

It wasn't natural for him yet and he still needed to take care to call them that. If he was absent-minded, his terms for them would just shift to default.

Anyway, Evian was given the Stygian Family Technique and although he didn't pay it a lot of attention, he did read through it. The Technique was like a manuscript explaining the art of 'Cultivation' also known crudely as 'Training'.

Apparently, the Martial path was all about taking in Spiritual energy called from the atmosphere and using it to strengthen one's body, slowly but surely building to new heights and breaking new ground.

Just on a whim, Evian tried to sense Spiritual energy and maybe dabble in the conventional way of strength increase of the World he was in but he failed. The Voice in his head was quick to comment.

[You're a Wraith. You can't use or possess any energy besides Eldritch Energy]

'Yeah, I think I've figured that out myself' Evian snapped at it.

Anyway, he let Lord Stygian believe he was diligently working with the technique and mostly focused on the other things he had been taught. One of them being how to actually be better at combat.

Lord Stygian took time to train him personally and from how the Maids, servants, and guards whispered about it, it seemed like a big deal. Apparently Lord Stygian was usually very busy with matters of the Estate. Too busy to be that invested.

They even whispered that they had never seen him pay that much attention to Adrian.

'Poor guy' Evian thought whenever Adrian's name hit his ears, 'If only I gave a damn about his jealousy'

Evian didn't ask for the attention he was getting. He didn't hate it but he also didn't ask for it so he wasn't going to waste the chance he got to have attentive parents and spend it worrying about a moron who didn't like him even while he was cursed and doomed to die.

Anyway, a few days wasn't enough to cover all the essentials but Evian got a very good gist of the basics. They were still mostly focused on hand-to-hand combat. Weapons training was to come later.

Lady Myrine occasionally complained that the training was too much.

"You should at least let him relax. You're rushing things" she said.

"Oh come on, my lady, you should know it's best to strike while the iron is hot. We have no idea what caused his boost in strength so the best thing to do now is to make his likely shaky foundation stable" Lord Stygian reasoned.

"Alright, Fine" Lady Myrine said with a sigh.

"Lady- I mean, Mother, have you ever been a practitioner?" Evian asked.

His Mother's brows furrowed as she heard his little slip-up but she answered him anyway.

"Of course I have"

"And you still are?"

Lady Myrine chuckled.

"You say that like it's something I could lose. Besides, you think a pretty face is all I needed to run the Estate by your Father's side?"

As she was speaking, Lord Stygian took her hand and kissed the back of it in what was an almost nightly routine of display of affection.

Although Lady Myrine complained about how much time Evian spent in training, she was appeased by Evian spending a good few hours of every day with her. Evian was okay with that arrangement as he quickly turned her into a current affairs guide. He spent his time with her asking about the World and trying to get a sense of how things were.

Starting right off,

The World didn't have a name partly because the denizens didn't think it deserved a name and partly because all the existing races living in the world couldn't agree on a universal name to call their world so everyone just stuck with naming their little part of it.

The part of the World the Stygian Estate was in was called Verdelen City. It was under the governing jurisdiction of the Verlice Royal Family.

The City was divided into territories occupied by different Local lords and their Estates. One of those Lords was Lord Stygian and his Estate.

As Land owning nobles who had the power to retain their rule, the Local Lords of Verdelen City were responsible for keeping the peace in the region. They made the rules and they received taxes.

They in turn paid percentages of the taxes they received to the religious body they fell under as well as the Royal Family.

Speaking of which, on the Verlice Kingdom Social Ladder, there were only three levels above Lord Stygian and his fellow Local Lords. Those levels were;

The Royal Family,

The Religious Body (The Martial Temple and the Arcane Church) and,

The Government/Royal officials (Individuals who were directly in employment to the Verlice King).

'Wow, just hearing about the intricacies of this world quite excites me. There's so much to know, so much to learn and see'

[Will you break into a song now?]

'... You're my assistant, right? Which means I'm your boss?'

[Technically]

'Then how about a bit of respect?'

[Alright. Will you break into a song now- Sir?]

Evian rolled his eyes at the ceiling. He was lying down on his bed with his hands behind his head when he heard the first sound that alerted him.

Thud*

The sound came from the door and it was quickly followed by another.

Thud*

The second sound was more urgent and Evian sat up on his bed just as the double doors to his room opened slowly and three figures walked in. They were all dressed in black and even had their faces covered by what Evian could only best describe as balaclavas. It only left their eyes and eyebrows visible.

Evian leaped off his bed in a second.

"Who the hell are you?"

The intruders ignored him.

"Boss, are yer sure this is him? His 'air looks weird" one of the men asked. His accent sounded distorted.

The eyes of the intruder leading the bunch narrowed.

"Well, who else would so comfortably lie down in Evian Stygian's bed beside him?"

"We can just ask him to be sure. Hey, are you Evian Stygian?" the third intruder asked.

Rather than answer, Evian took on an attacking stance and the moment he did, two of the intruders pulled out clubs from god-knows-where and dashed towards him.

As a club came swinging at him, Evian ducked to avoid it and when he stood back up, he did so with an uppercut that knocked his attacker into the wall.

Bang!*

"Ack"

Evian started to choke. The second Club-wielding intruder was now behind him and using his club to try and choke him out.

As Evian grabbed the club and tried to pull it off his throat, the Intruder he had hit into the wall recovered and swept his legs with his Club to send him facefirst into the ground.

Wham*

Bam*

Chapter 13: Oh He's Coming For You!

Who are these guys?

Why are they here?

Those were the two loudest questions ringing in Evian's head but he pushed that all aside as the two above him were trying their hardest to pin him down and tie him up.

"Hngh, Boss, he's struggling- He's struggling so much! Weren't he supposed ter be sick?" asked the intruder with a distorted accent.

"It's confusing to me too but you have him down to the ground so wrap it up already!" said the Leader of the bunch.

With his face pressed into the ground, Evian let out a stream of Eldritch energy to the point where it created a grey cloud around him and the intruders on top of him.

The two began to shiver.

It felt as though the cold hands of death were creeping up on them and for a few seconds, they became incapable of moving and just tried to survive the unnatural air.

Evian took his chance and pushed upward which caused the two to fall off his body. The club that had been around his neck and had been choking him was now free from its wielder's hand so Evian picked it up.

He was still on his knees and saw the two Intruders shivering against the cold of his Eldritch energy so he whacked both their skulls with the club in his hand.

Konk*

Konk*

Just like it had been with Adrian, connecting strikes shook the two out of the grip of Eldritch energy. Because it was still around them, they still shivered but now, they were able to move again.

The one who still had a club rolled off the ground to his feet and almost immediately after, he struck his club down towards Evian's head. Probably trying to knock him out.

Evian dodged and whacked him in the knees to cause him to buckle and then he followed up with a strike that broke the Intruder's club-wielding arm and caused the man to promptly drop his weapon.

Wham!*

Crack!*

"Arrr-mmmph"

The Intruder started to yell but quickly raised his uninjured arm and covered his mouth with his hand to stifle the sound before it got too loud.

Evian picked up the club the Intruder had dropped as his brows furrowed.

'They don't want to alert the guards. I wonder what they did to the ones that are supposed to be stationed at my door' Evian thought and then he remembered the *Thuds* that alerted him to the presence of trouble in the first place,

'That was probably them'

The First Intruder to lose his weapon crept up on Evian. Hoping to take advantage of the fact that his attention was not on him.

"Get back!"

With a wild swing, Evian slammed the club in his left hand into the Intruder's face and sent him flying into the wall.

Dhum!*

Before the intruder could even slide to the ground, Evian followed up with a double-whammy of the two clubs in his hands.

Wham*

Wham*

Evian didn't stop striking until both clubs were bloody and the head of his victim became a cracked-open mess.

As the man's body fell, lifeless, Evian saw the Intruder's soul start to leave his body and with a grin, he opened his mouth and sucked. The soul flew into his mouth and he swallowed- Reveling in the sweet taste.

"Mmm," Evian mumbled as he turned around and licked his lips,

"Tastes like Chicken" he observed.

He was just being honest. That was exactly what the soul tasted like.

Shrouded by grey Eldritch energy with blood splatter over his face and robes and two bloody clubs in his hands, Evian painted a scary image. The words he mumbled and the look on his face didn't help.

'More- I want More!'

"He killed Tinny. He killed 'im." The Injured Intruder said in horrid whisper. His eyes were wide in horror and his legs shook so much that he sat his ass down on the ground.

He was not new to the sight of death but this was not a job he had expected to lose colleagues in.

It was meant to be a simple job!

'The lad was supposed ter be sick, for Heaven's sake!'

Evian raised the Clubs in his hand and pointed them at the two remaining intruders.

"Yes I did, and you're next"

With a wide grin, Evian dashed forward and brought the two clubs in his hands down on the head of the horrified Intruder but he instantly met resistance.

Clang!*

The leader had a sword out and he used it to block the two clubs. Had the clubs not also been made of metal, the sword would surely have cut through them. It looked sharp and glinted with the might required to cut through the body of a fellow practitioner.

The leader pushed Evian back and then stood in front of his injured colleague who was still struggling to get back to his feet.

"Our orders were to capture you alive so I didn't want to act. I tend to cut people to shreds when I- act"

Silence...

And then, Evian burst into loud laughter.

Unlike his attackers, he didn't care if he alerted the patrolling Guards.

"'I tend to cut people to shreds when I act'. Is that supposed to scare me?!"

Clang!*

Evian swung one of his Clubs and used it to parry the sword that was pointed at him and then he closed in on the Leader and smacked him aside by hitting his head with the second Club.

Konk!*

"Ack"

In the few seconds it would take the man to regain his bearings, Evian finally got close to the injured Intruder seated on the ground and struck his head multiple times in the space of a second until it cracked open just like his dead fellow.

Again, Evian opened his mouth and swallowed the soul as it escaped. It tasted as good as the last but unfortunately, he didn't get the chance to truly savor the taste. He had to duck and roll away as a sword came slashing toward his neck.

Swish*

'He's a bit faster than those two others so he must be a few steps ahead of them and me but he is still in the Third Order.'

Evian found the situation to be reminiscent of his spar with Adrian only he was not as crude as he was back then. This time he knew how to best utilize his abilities. He knew how to anticipate the strikes of his opponent.

And luckily for him, this man was not even as skilled as Adrian.

'He's just like I was. He's muddling through it with just his strength and speed. There's no technique at all. His moves are so predictable'

The Leader had abandoned all restraint. He had only one thing on his mind; Survival.

They had created a lot of ruckus already and Guard patrols had to be on their way by now so the Leader just wanted to get away from the Estate as fast as he could but to do that, he would need to incapacitate Evian first.

Now that his colleagues were dead, there was no one to divide Evian's attention and the Leader knew that the moment he turned away, he would get struck down.

Alas, even standing his ground to fight wasn't much help.

After a particularly tight dodge, Evian hit his clubs into the Leader's kneecap. It knocked the man off his feet and he fell to the ground, slamming his face into the ground.

His grip on his sword loosened and Evian dropped one of the clubs to wrench it out of his hand. He preferred the look of the sharper weapon.

The loss of his weapon alerted the Leader so he turned over, and tried to sit up but Evian stamped a leg on his chest and forced him back down. And then, on some urge, Evian swung the sword in his hand and cut off the Leader's leg at the knee.

"ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH- My LEG!!!"

If Guards had not been alerted already, they were now.

Evian grinned as the Leader wailed.

"Who ordered you to capture me?" he asked leaning closer and placing the blade of the sword by the Leader's neck.

"Arrrgghhh- You shameless bastard- ARGH"

"Heh, you sneak into my room to 'capture' me and you turn around and call me shameless? All that blood loss must be slowing down your brain"

"I called you shameless because you know damn well what you did. You're just playing dumb.

Oh, he's coming for you. You and that thieving Crew of yours!"

Evian's face became shrouded in confusion.

"Crew? What Crew?!"

Chapter 14: Set Out For One, And I Get Two

"What Crew are you talking about?"

Puh*

The Leader leaned up and spat the blood in his mouth into Evian's face.

Evian raised a hand to touch the spewed blood and then he grinned before stabbing the sword into the Leader's stomach.

"Arrrrrgghhhh"

Evian twisted the sword inside the Leader's guts as he chuckled.

"You are losing a lot of blood but I can tell you still have some life left in you.

There's still enough time for me to make the rest of your life miserable before I top it all off with a satisfactory consumption of your soul."

The Leader's face screwed up in agony as he clawed first at the ground beneath him and then started reaching up at Evian who just comfortably smacked his hands aside before they could touch him.

"ARRRRRGGGHHH- You really were foolish. Imagine risking a turf war and for what? Some excitement? Ack- Ahhhh..."

Puh*

He spat out once again. Blood pooled inside his mouth by the volume.

"Just you wait, he'll get you and the rest of your thieving crew... JUST YOU WAIT!"

Convinced he was not going to get the information he wanted, Evian swung his sword and slashed the Leader's neck leaving him to gurgle for a few seconds before his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he flopped to the ground- lifeless.

"Where the hell are the guards?" Evian mumbled to himself with his eyes glancing over at his door.

"There has been more than enough noise to alert them by now"

Bang!*

The room doors blasted wide open but it didn't reveal the guards Evian was expecting but rather a thin man who was holding a staff and had a crooked smile on his face.

The man had shoulder-length salt and pepper hair and a full beard. Although his face made him appear like he was in his late forties, Evian had learned in the few days he had spent in this world that looks could be deceiving. The man might very well be a few centuries old.

The man looked around at the dead bodies in the room and then let out a sigh.

"Not surprising. If anyone can manage to screw up a kidnapping, it would be this sorry bunch.

Well, thank goodness he had the foresight to send me here in case things got- difficult"

"Damn! Another one?" Evian asked with a groan, "And who might you be?"

The man grinned.

"Not important. You'll be coming with me now"

Thud!*

The man slammed the end of his staff into the ground and released a wave of magical energy that formed into chains and slithered toward Evian.

Evian frowned and gripped the sword in his hand even tighter while releasing Eldritch energy to combat the chains but these chains were beyond the Third Circle and pushed back his Eldritch energy with ease before they wrapped around his body.

Evian tried to yell but the chains wrapped around his mouth and shut off all sound.

Bound tightly, Evian floated over to the man who nodded with a satisfied smile.

"Good. Very good. Honestly, he should have just sent me from the start and not as some glorified backup."

PITAH* *PITAH* *PITAH*

The sounds of heavy footsteps sounded as Guard reinforcements finally arrived.

"Release him!" one of the guards said with his sword out.

'Finally! What took you fuckers so long?!' Evian yelled in his mind since his mouth was wrapped shut and rendered all sound to incoherent mumbles.

The thin man simply rolled his eyes and stamped his staff into the ground sharply twice.

Thud!*

Thud*

One thud was to cast a wide Four-ring circle at his feet and the second was to conjure a magical wall that slammed into the Guards to block their sight and distract them while the Four-ring circle took him away from the Estate.

By the time the Guards regained their bearing, the Man and Evian were gone and the direction they went in was unknown.

"Th-This is a travesty," One guard said.

"Raise the Alarm!" yelled another.

In minutes the news that Evian Stygian had been kidnapped spread all over the Estate.

...

Meanwhile-

'What a useless bunch!' Evian yelled in his mind as he floated beside his kidnapper who was skating along so fast the scenery became a blur.

His first time out of the Estate since he took over this body and Evian was not even allowed to appreciate the view. That annoyed him but not as much as it annoyed him that the guards had failed to protect him.

'A one-second distraction was really all it took to lose them? By God!

I mean, I did my part! I killed three intruders by myself! And when reinforcements finally arrive, they don't even make a difference!"

As irate as he was, Evian remained very aware of his situation.

He still struggled against his bounds and still released Eldritch energy but neither was any help.

All was looking grim.

And then...

Whoosh*

Evian's eyes became as large as saucers as a shaggy, shoulder-length black-haired masked man suddenly started running alongside them. Keeping up with the skating circle with ease.

The Masked man studied Evian's face for a few seconds like he was thrown off at first because of the different hair and eye color. He either confirmed Evian's identity or he just decided to help anyway because he addressed the Kidnapper in an upset voice.

"Let him go, you demented fool!"

The Kidnapper frowned and raised his staff but before he could cast another spell, the masked man stretched out an arm and slammed him off the skating circle and into the wall of a dilapidated building nearby.

Bam*

BANG!*

Wrapped by the Kidnapper's chains, Evian slammed into the wall as well but ironically, the chains that bound him also protected him from the impact.

By the time the Kidnapper returned to his feet, the masked man was swinging a kick at him so he cast a small shield to protect himself.

Bam*

Crack!*

The shield worked well with its defense but cracked under the force of the kick while also forcing the Arcanist to slide a few meters away.

The Masked man bent low, grabbed the chains binding Evian, and pulled hard until they broke with a sharp sound.

Snap!*

The chains unraveled and dissolved into magical energy as Evian was set free and stood to his feet, still holding the bloody sword he had used to kill the Leader of the Intruders just minutes before.

The Masked man studied his face again and his brows furrowed behind his mask.

'The hell happened to his hair and eyes?' he thought before standing and addressing the Kidnapper who had already recovered from his kick.

"Koln, I think it's best you leave while you still can," The Masked man said.

The Kidnapper cocked his head to the side.

"You know my name. I should know yours too. How about you take that Mask off and introduce yourself?"

"No," the Masked man said simply.

Koln chuckled dryly.

"Then- Am I to assume, you're a member of the infamous 'Crew'?" he asked.

The masked man nodded.

"You assume correctly. So you can understand why I can not allow you to take Evian away. He's much too important to our cause."

Koln's grin widened.

"Oh my, who would have thought? I set out for one and I get two. My pay just doubled!"

Thud!*

Magical energy surged from the spot the staff hit on the ground and chains were conjured again and charged forward.

The masked man smacked the chains aside and then charged forward with his fists raised in attack. In seconds, fists and spells started clashing before Evian's eyes.

Realizing he had a few minutes to himself, Evian directed his attention inward.

'Hey, Assistant?'

[Yes?]

'Bring up the Status Screen'

-

[Name: Evian Stygian.]

[Race: Wraith]

[Decadence: Cursed Wraith {300/500 Soul points}]

-

'300 soul points? Those guys' souls were worth 300 points?'

[Yes. 100 points for each. All three were at the Third Order and 100 points are the standard for souls at that level.]

'You say 'standard'- Does that mean 100 points is not always the case?'

[Well, souls scale in strength with their practitioner, however, if the practitioner is more spiritually enlightened, the number of points goes up quite a bit.

For this reason, the souls of Arcanists give more points due to them being more spiritually enlightened compared to their Knight conterparts]

Evian's eyes rolled up to the battle happening in front of him.

'How many points for the Kidnapping geezer?'

[As a Fourth Circle Arcanist, his soul will grant you 1500 soul points.]

'Wow!' Evian thought with wide eyes.

Suddenly, he saw an opportunity.

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Chapter 15: A Bit Psychotic

'Well, isn't this lucky? I don't even have to do anything except root for the masked stranger to succeed.'

[Incorrect.

There's an established contract between Wraith and Prey and it must be honored.]

'I don't understand'

[You can't just eat any random soul that just happens to float near you. You are only opportune to the souls of those you kill.]

'Oh'

[I should point out though that you are not strictly required to fight your prey to the death. Just that you must deliver the final blow that releases its soul.]

Evian brightened up upon hearing this and he gripped the sword in his hand even tighter.

'Alright then. I'll lurk around and steal the kill. 1500 soul points are too good to pass up.'

Bang*

Bam!*

Wham!*

Evian gripped the sword in his hand tight and started inching closer to the fight. The opponents were moving too fast for his eyes to follow so the sounds of impact were all he had as fists, kicks, and spells flashed in front of him.

The Kidnapper was an Arcanist which meant, physically, he was not particularly capable. His spells and heightened spiritual senses were all he could rely on for attacks as well as reactions to attacks from his opponent.

This posed an obvious problem; The inevitable exhaustion of his Spiritual energy which powered his combat. Fortunately for him, at the Fourth Circle, his reserves were so enlarged that he could keep going for at least an hour more of intense combat.

The Masked Man realized this and he gritted his teeth as he was once again reminded of the gap between the prowess of a Knight and an Arcanist as they both went up in power levels.

The Martial path always had a clear advantage at the early stage. They invested in their bodies, and improved their physical abilities while the Arcane Path laid the foundation by opening up their senses to 'Spiritual Enlightenment'.

Laying down the foundation was an important and non-negotiable step in the Arcane Path but it also left Early stage Arcanists with low reserves and a weak arsenal of spells but that all changes as they progress.

The further they get on the Arcane Path, the larger their reserves become and the more potent their spells are. Also, once they could use their skills to earn, they could invest in Reserve-recovering potions that would keep them fighting for even longer.

In fact, the only draw-back Arcanists face down the line is the chanting time for some of their strongest spells but some Arcanists such as the Koln the Kidnapper overcome this issue with the use of Magical Items such as those Staff in his hands, that have been preloaded beforehand with some of their favorite spells.

Thud*

"Ack"

With a hit of the staff to the ground, a wave of unseen force slammed into the stomach of the masked man who doubled over and presented his head to be smacked aside by the energy-infused staff.

"Hahahaha" Koln laughed loudly as he stalked his opponent. Ready to close the deal.

Before he made his move though, he allowed his eyes to roam over to where Evian had been. He was driven by instinct and quickly discovered, Evian was gone.

"Where is he?" he wondered with wide eyes before he spread out his spiritual senses and discovered Evian standing behind him with his sword raised.

Evian's brows were screwed up in concentration as he let out a cloud of Eldritch energy and controlled it all to be focused on his Kidnapper.

After his experience with Daria, he knew his Eldritch had a chilling effect on Arcanists at the Fourth Circle. Not enough of an effect to freeze them in a place like the Knights of the Third Order he had fought recently but enough as a distraction.

Sure enough, Koln shook as the cloud of grey deathly energy shrouded him. He paused and looked around at Evian. Those few seconds were enough for the Masked man on the ground to recover and slam his body into the distracted Kidnapper.

Bam*

The Masked man kept pushing until he slammed Koln's back into the wall of the dilapidated building nearby and before the Kidnapper could even begin to recover, he slammed his head into the wall hard enough to crack it.

Bonk*

Crack!*

Koln's eyesight became blurry and he raised his staff only to have it pulled out of his hand before his head was slammed into the wall again...

BONK*

... And again...

BONK!*

"Ahhh-" Koln started to yell but he was shut up by a sword that stabbed through his jaw and upward into his brain. The sword went all the way until the hilt slammed into Koln's jaw and the blade came right out of the top of his head.

Ack-"

With one final sound as blood spilled from Koln's wounds and he twitched with his life speedily nearing an end, the Masked Man eyed the hand wielding the sword.

The eyes behind the mask widened as they kept roaming until they arrived at Evian's grinning face.

"Evian-" the Masked man started to say but he stopped as Evian twisted the sword to bring about his Kidnapper's end sooner rather than later.

'Just die already!' Evian said as he kept twisting the sword and kept widening the opening he had made all through Koln's head.

While he waited out the agonizing seconds before Koln's soul became available to eat, Evian wondered why he had been finding it so easy to kill.

Back on earth, values were different. killing had grievous consequences and was not something to be done on a whim so Evian had never even considered it- But here, in this World, he hadn't even hesitated when he bashed in the head of the Intruders or when he cut off the leg of the downed Leader.

'I mean, it was in the heat of the moment but still- Have I always been capable of murder, or did I become capable after I became a Wraith?

Assistant, any answers?'

[None. This seems like a personal issue of yours that I have no stake in.

However, I will say, killing is a necessity for you now. You can't change that]

Evian's brows furrowed as he heard this and then he became very aware of the warm blood pouring out of Koln's wounds mixed with a bits of brain matter and he frowned at how good the warmth felt.

'I might be becoming a bit psychotic.'

Finally, Koln's arms flopped and his soul pulled free from his body.

The sight of the soul brightened up Evian's gloomy face instantly. He smiled widely as he opened his mouth and sucked it in.

It was immediately clear that the quality of this soul was a notch above the ones Evian had eaten so far. It tasted as good as ever but had a different 'kick' to it. It had Evian feeling just a bit blissful and increased his hunger for souls by many notches.

'Assistant, Pull up the Status Screen'

-

[Name: Evian Stygian.]

[Race: Wraith]

[Decadence: Cursed Wraith {1800/500 Soul points}]

-

Evian's grin got even wider as he stared at his tally of soul points. He pulled the sword out of Koln's head and let the lifeless body flop to the ground while he prepared to ask the Assistant to unlock the Decadent store but before he could, two strong hands grabbed his shoulders.

Evian came face to face with the Masked Man and remembered he had him to thank for surviving a fate he did not even yet understand.

"Oh yeah, thanks for your help," he said with a light chuckle.

"Evian, what happened to you? Your hair, your eyes? And you're killing now? I thought you were a pacifist" the Masked man said while shaking Evian a bit.

Now that the threat had been neutralized, the Masked Man's voice became less intense.

Evian smiled uncomfortably.

"Um, I'm sorry but I don't know you"

The Masked man paused.

"Wh- What do you mean you don't know me... It's me!" he said and when Evian still looked confused, the Masked man took off his mask to reveal a youthful fairly good-looking face,

"It's Gillert"

Evian was starting to get uncomfortable by the intensity of this stranger's stare and hold so he shook his head slowly and pulled his hand off his shoulder.

"I'm sorry but I died recently and lost all my memory.

I genuinely have no idea who you are"

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Chapter 16: YOU Planned It

Gillert did a double take.

"You died?"

Evian nodded.

"Yes I did."

"And you came back to life?"

Evian spread his arms and raised a brow.

"Well, I am standing in front of you, am I not?"

Gillert's brows furrowed and he stepped back bowing his head.

"This is so- When you didn't check-in, we all guessed something must have happened but... We wouldn't have guessed you died."

"So you never knew I was dying?" Evian asked.

Gillert shook his head.

Not really, no. We all just assumed you had a weak constitution and that was why you always looked sickly and couldn't cultivate"

"Huh. Tragic" was all Evian could think to say.

Gillert raised his head until he was looking into Evian's face.

"What happened to your hair and eyes anyway?" he asked trying not to look creeped out by how cold Evian's grey eyes were.

Evian raised a hand and brushed it through his hair and then trailed down to his right eye.

"Oh, these? Marks of my resurrection"

Gillert opened his mouth slightly and nodded frequently like that made sense and then his eyes roamed over Evian's body focusing mostly on the bloody sword in his hand as well the aura coming off his body.

"So- you can cultivate now?"

"More or less," Evian said with a shrug,

"Can you explain what just happened to me? As I said before, I lost my memory after I came back to life so I have no idea why I was just targetted"

"So you remember nothing?" Gillert asked.

"Nothing at all" Evian answered, "One of my attackers mentioned something about a 'Thieving Crew'"

Gillert sighed as he put his mask back on.

"That's such an oversimplification but it is accurate, I suppose."

"Who did you steal from?"

"Lord Larnak," Gillert said.

The name sounded familiar to Evian. He had learned it from his many hours with Lady Myrine.

Lord Larnak is one of the Local Lords of Verdelen City. Lady Myrine especially mentioned him because his territory neighbored that of the Stygians.

"And what did you steal?"

"You mean, what did WE steal? You're every bit a part of this. In fact, you planned the heist!"

'Evian did? Just how much was the handsome bastard dabbling in while everyone was worried about his impending death?' Evian wondered in his mind. For the first time ever, he was dissatisfied with not having inherited the old Evian's memories.

Gillert continued talking.

"WE stole the Larnak family heirloom. Lord Larnak wants it back. But, that's only a small part of the issue.

Our rebellion has been a constant thorn in his side"

"Rebellion?"

Gillert nodded.

"Of all the Local Lords of Verdelen City, Lord Larnak is the most deplorable.

Increased Taxes, dispossession of properties, Imposition of ridiculous laws, spontaneous executions, and many more.

He's drunk with power and runs his territory stricter than the King runs the Kingdom. The bastard has to go!"

There was a few seconds of silence as Gillert's words just hung in the air. The silence was eventually broken by Evian.

"So what was my place in all this?"

"I don't understand," Gillert said.

"Well, I don't live in Larnak's territory and his laws and tyranny shouldn't affect me so what's my place in it all?

Why did I join the rebellion?

What did Larnak do to me?"

Gillert shook his head slowly.

"As far as I know, Lord Larnak did nothing to you.

You joined the rebellion because you wanted to.

In fact, you sought us out yourself and offered to help."

"I did?"

Gillert nodded.

"You did.

Before you came along, we just meandered through it all, trying to do our best to bring Lord Larnak down but we weren't having much success. You gave us structure.

Convinced us to go after his wealth and then discretely share it among the people"

"And what did I want in return?" Evan asked.

Gillert was wearing a mask but Evian could tell he got a weird look on his face as he heard the words that left his lips.

"You wanted nothing. You said you just wanted to do the right thing"

'Evian worked for free? Was he trying to buy good Karma before his inevitable death?

If that was the plan, I'm not sure it worked seeing as I ate his soul before he could find some type of eternal peace'

Gillert let out a breath.

"Now that Lord Larnak knows you're part of the rebellion, he'll try using you.

That's what all this was.

We intercepted his plans to capture you and use you to weed out the rest of the Rebellion so I rushed over as fast as I could. Hoping I wasn't too late. I'm glad I wasn't but this won't be the end.

He planned to get you out of your Estate discreetly and now that that has failed, he just might damn it all and declare a turf war against the Stygians."

"And that's- bad"

"It could be," Gillert said and placed a hand on Evian's shoulder,

"If that happens, trust that the Rebellion fight by your Family's side,"

"Um, thanks, I guess," Evian said quietly.

"Oh no need to thank me," Gillert said with bold laughter, "Memory or not, you are one of us"

Gillert looked like he had more to say but he was forced to step as the sound of Footsteps started sounding from far off.

PITAH* *PITAH* *PITAH*

"Damn that Arcanist. Covering all traces of his travel."

Different groups of Estate guards were currently out searching. With no real clue what direction the Kidnapper had taken Evian in, the search had to be dispersed into different directions.

"We should spread out even more. We cannot return to the Estate without Young Master Evian."

"What if he can't be found?"

Smack!*

"Don't you dare think like that! We already failed to stop the kidnapping, he must be found!

We'll search till morning if we have to!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Evian heard the Exchange of words.

Gillert did as well.

"Looks like your search party is here. We will have to continue this talk at a later time. Come over to Doreen district in Larnak's territory and ask around for Viyeen Complex when you are ready and able to talk. Try and be discreet though. There's a lot of eyes on the Resistance,"

With those final words, Gillert turned and ran off through the clusters of deserted buildings in the area and soon he was out of sight.

As Gillert ran, the moon high in the sky, shed light on his blurry trail and it caught the eyes of the Captain of the search party.

"What was that? I think I just saw something"

"I'm over here!" Evan yelled before they started chasing Gillert's trail.

The Guards rushed over and found him near the dilapidated building, bent low over Koln the Arcanist's dead body with a bloody sword by his side.

In the minute or so before the Guards arrived, Evian let his eyes roam over the carcass of his kidnapper until they fell on Koln's limp hands. There was a ring around his middle finger and Evian wasted no time sliding it off.

He knew what the ring was. It was a Storage Ring.

One of the many things he had learned about the World he was in during his time with Lady Myrine, was how Expensive storage worked.

As long as an item was built with space, no matter how small, the space could be enlarged with Enchantments and used for storage.

It could be a ring, a bracelet, a pendant, a pouch, or even a jar.

Pouches were the cheapest option and could even be cheaper depending on the workmanship.

Rings were usually the most expensive option because the space to be enlarged usually starts out extra small compared to the other options.

Evian cleaned the ring off Koln's clothes and slipped it on his finger.

'I'll inspect the contents at a later time.'

He glanced at Koln's staff nearby, pressed the storage ring on his finger to it, and smiled as the Staff was sucked in just as the Search party finally turned a corner and arrived at where he was.

The Captain of the Search party eyed Evian's blood-splattered clothes with his right arm sleeve especially drenched and his voice shook slightly with worry,

"Young Master, are you well?"

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Chapter 17: Myrine's Pressure

Evian grabbed the bloody sword lying by his side and stood to his feet.

"I'm fine"

The Captain nodded with a relieved expression bent low over Koln's body as though studying him. He searched the body likely looking for a storage item but Evian had slipped that off already.

"Captain, do you know who he is?" one guard asked.

"Of course," the Captain said with a nod,

"He's Koln the Arcanist. Discharged from the Arcane Church years ago and works for hire. I just wish there was something on him to indicate who sent him.

The Lord will want to know"

Evian's brows furrowed and he considered name-dropping Lord Larnak but eventually decided against it.

A lot had happened in the last hour or so and he was as confused now as he had been when it all started. Without memories of what the Old Evian did or didn't do, Evian wasn't sure what to believe.

What if Lord Larnak had nothing to do with any of this?

What if the so-called Rebellion was indeed just a thieving Crew?

What other secrets did the Old Evian keep?

What if Gillert was all part of an elaborate ploy?

'Damn, when did I become so cynical?' Evian thought and shook his head.

The Captain stood to his feet and reached into a pouch attached to his waist to pull out a liquid that he doused over Koln's body.

"Well, there's nothing more to learn from his corpse," he said before sparking the liquid with his spiritual energy.

Whum*

The flames blazed instantly and right before Evian's eyes the clothes and flesh of Koln's corpse became ashes, exposing the skeleton and even that was getting broken down at an insane rate.

'Damn. Imagine having that poured on you.'

"Escort the Young Master back to the Estate!" The Captain ordered.

The guards formed a formation around Evian, all looking alert and ready for any attack to come from any direction (except from above) and they started guiding him back the way they had come.

...

A journey that Evian remembered to have only lasted a few minutes when he was being taken by Koln, lasted close to an hour now that he was walking back with a guard entourage all around him.

There was an air of worry all over the Stygian Estate and Evian could feel it even before he walked through the Gates. Once he stepped into the Estate grounds, he felt an intense aura that had him sweating bullets.

Lord Stygian was standing just a few feet into the Estate and he wasn't alone. Notable members of the Stygian Family were standing with him. Just like it had been at the Feast, Evian only paid Lady Myrine and Adrian any attention. They were the ones he actually recognized.

Adrian stood a bit aside with his arms folded, looking like he had been forced to be there.

"How could this even happen?" Lady Myrine asked in a steady tone and a steely look in her eyes.

She wasn't shaking and she wasn't in tears. Whatever worry she was feeling, she let it show in the intensity of her aura.

It was her aura that Evian had felt.

Lord Stygian sighed looking exasperated.

"My Lady, you've asked this already-" he said.

"And I'll keep asking until I get an answer. You told me to trust the guards to find him so you might as well satisfy my curiosity and make things make sense to me.

How could three men get inside the Estate and attack my Son?"

"The guards at his door were only at Second Order and they weren't expecting an attack. None of us were" Lord Stygian said while shaking his head and then he turned to one of the Stygians close to him.

"Did we learn anything from the bodies in Evian's room?"

The woman shook her head.

"They had nothing on them that pointed to a culprit. If Evian hadn't killed them-" the woman said before she was forced to stop when an intense pressure began to choke her.

All eyes turned to Lady Myrine whose brown eyes were narrowed in anger.

"Are you blaming my son for defending himself when there was no one else to?!"

"Th-Th-That's not what I'm saying at all." the Stygian woman struggled to say.

Lord Stygian quickly placed a hand on his Wife's shoulder.

"My Lady, please calm yourself"

Lady Myrine pulled her pressure back but her expression did not soften. She shrugged her husband's hand off her shoulder with her eyes still staring at the Stygian woman.

"So what ARE you saying?" she asked.

"I just meant, if the Intruders weren't dead, we could have questioned them"

It was the end of the exchange that Evian caught by the time he entered the Estate with his entourage of guards. Now that he was aware that the intense aura that had him sweating was from his Mother, he had a newfound respect for her.

It was the first time he would have someone be so worried for his survival. Or even worried at all.

The Captain of the Search Party announced their arrival and Evian's safe return but by the time he was done speaking, Lady Myrine was already pulling Evian out of the encirclement of guards and wrapping her arms around him.

Her intense aura was gone and in its place was an air of relief.

"Oh thank goodness, you're safe!"

The hug was crushing, almost suffocating and Evian liked it.

For the first time since he arrived in this world, he allowed himself to be swept up by the warmth he was shown by his 'Mother'.

He raised his arms and wrapped them around her back while still holding tight to the bloody sword.

While mother and son hugged, the rest of the Stygians walked over and the Captain of the Search party approached Lord Stygian to give his report.

"The Arcanist who kidnapped Young Master Evian was Koln. He works-"

"- He works for hire, yes. I know who Koln is" Lord Stygian interrupted to say, "Where is the slimy bastard?"

"Dead," the Captain said.

Lord Stygian nodded.

"Well done."

"We didn't kill him. Young Master Evian did"

The eyes of the Stygians widened. Adrian's folded arms even slipped just a bit.

"He did?"

The Captain shrugged.

"Well, I think he did.

Koln died from a stab wound through the jaw and out the top of his head,"

The Captain paused, gestured at the bloody sword in Evian's hand, and then continued.

"It had already happened by the time we arrived. By the look of the scene, an intense battle happened leading up to that conclusion. Also, Koln and Young Master Evian don't seem to have been the only ones there.

We owe the young master's safe return to that battle. It stopped the Kidnapper from getting away."

Lady Myrine pulled away from Evian to look back at the Captain and beat her husband to an important question.

"Who sent him?"

The Captain shook his head.

"Unknown. There was nothing on Koln to suggest the mastermind. I have no idea what the motives of the attacks were"

"It could have been for ransom. Someone might have been trying to shake us down" said a Stygian Man.

"But why go for Evian and not Adrian?" Asked a Stygian woman,

"Adrian is the known genius of the Stygian Family and so far, it's not yet well-known that Evian can now even cultivate.

It's Adrian who is about to get Examined with a chance to join the Martial Temple. If they'll go for anyone to shake us down, logic dictates it would be him."

"Exactly!" Adrian voiced out and eyes turned to him.

The sudden looks he was getting caught Adrian by surprise but he stood his ground and held his head high.

"It's possible the intruders made an error. I must have been their actual target"

Evian had to work hard to stop a snort of laughter.

"You're really jealous that you weren't attacked and kidnapped? How stupid can you be?"

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Chapter 18: Well, It's All Mine Now!

Adrian flushed and then he frowned.

"Since when was it jealousy to state facts?" he asked with a shrug.

Evian walked past Lady Myrine until he was only two feet away from Adrian.

"'Facts' is it? Well, here's a fact for you;

You are a pathetic man-child."

Adrian clenched his fists and took an angry step forward.

"Am not!"

Evian's lips twitched and then he burst out laughing.

"'Am not!' Can you not hear how pathetic you sound?

You're the firstborn, the so-called genius, and yet you're just bland. Your only notable personality trait is your jealousy of me."

With a face screwed up on anger, Adrian raised a fist to punch Evian's smugly smiling face.

"You shut your mouth!"

"Make me!" Evian retorted and raised the bloody sword in his hand.

"Enough!" Lady Myrine said and she was suddenly between the two with her arms stretched out and forcing them apart.

"Really? You think now is the right time to start an argument?"

The disappointment in their Mother's tone hit Adrian the hardest and he dropped his fist before Evian dropped his sword.

There was a few seconds of silence which Evian broke with a sigh.

"I'm tired. If anyone needs me, I'll be in my room sleeping so no one should need me."

Without another glance at anyone on the scene, Evian started making his way deeper into the Estate and although he did not need guidance, a couple of guards still walked with him. Likely to provide protection.

'Eh, better late than never, I guess'

Evian was already walking away, being guided back to his room by an entourage of guards, when Lord Stygian realized he had questions to ask him about the Kidnapping. Maybe Koln had said something that could lead them to the culprit.

'Eh, best to let him rest. I'll ask him tomorrow.'

Once Evian was gone from anyone's sight, Lady Myrine glared at Adrian.

Adrian put up his palms.

"What?"

Even though he sounded indignant, Adrian still shook a bit at the intensity of his Mother's stare.

"That was a very foolish statement you made," she said.

Lord Stygian stretched out a placative hand.

"My Lady, it was insensitive for Adrian to make mention of it at that moment in Evian's presence but the theory does hold merit.

Evian might not have been the target at all."

Adrian smiled a bit at his Father's seeming support but that smile slipped off his face after he was smacked in the face by an intense flare of pressure from his Mother.

"Who cares who the target was? Intruders managed to get in here and get away with one of our Sons- That is all that matters." Lady Myrine said with an angry placement of her hands on her hips.

Lord Stygian sighed.

"You are right. We must tighten security until the Culprit is found"

-

...

-Evian's Room-

The first thing Evian saw when the doors opened were the two maids he recognized to have prepared him for the feast a few days ago.

The two were putting the finishing touches to cleaning his room of blood and bits of brain matter. The bodies of the three intruders had already been carried out and with the perfume scent that had been let out the in room, there were no traces left of what had happened there that very night.

The physical traces were all gone but Evian could still feel a remnant in the aura of the room. He didn't hate it though. It actually felt comfortable.

The two stood up when he walked into the room and bowed before stepping toward him and helping him out of his bloody clothes.

"Thank you," Evian said in gratitude.

"We've prepared you a bath," said one of the maids.

"Good," Evian said, "Now leave"

"As you wish" They chorused and picked up his bloody clothes before walking out and closing the room doors behind them.

Once he was alone, Evian picked up the bloody sword, the one thing he had not allowed the Maids to clear away, and walked into the bathroom to clean himself.

He lay in the bath water and smiled as he watched all the blood and dirt on his body and hair get corroded by whatever ingredient had been added to the water. He cleaned the bloody sword as well and for the first time since he seized it, he observed it.

He had seen swords in this world. He had seen other weapons as well and he had also inferred that they were not all the same in quality.

Lord Stygian had not really gotten into teaching him about weapons or using them but from the bit he had mentioned, the weapon a knight uses must scale with said Knight. i.e. the stronger you become, the better the quality of your weapon must be or you risk having it broken by a superior weapon.

According to Lord Stygian, weapon quality in this world was ranked by stars; One Star- Nine Stars with each star correlating to a certain Knight Order or Arcane Circle.

For example,

First Order/Circle- One Star Weapon

"I'd imagine this sword is a Three-star weapon at best" Evian inferred judging by the strength of the wielder as well as the fact that he found it so easy to use.

Once a weapon is scaled higher than its wielder's strength, wielding won't come easy.

A Third Circle/Order Practitioner trying to wield a Nine-Star weapon is very likely to lose his/her life.

Evian observed the sword for a while longer before he nodded with satisfaction.

"Not a bad wield,"

He pressed the storage ring on his finger to the sword and watched it get sucked in.

"Alright. Now to see what else you've got in there" he mumbled to Koln's storage ring.

He clenched his fist and raised the ring up to eye level. His eyes were squinted and then his lips twitched in confusion.

'It's dawning on me I have no idea how to use a Storage ring.'

Lady Myrine had one and when she told him about storage options, she had also demonstrated taking things into her ring and taking them out but she hadn't actually explained.

"I'll tell you once you're ready to have one" she had told him.

'Well, I'm ready now and you're not here'

A storage pouch was easy enough to understand with its clear and fist-wide opening but a ring, without any visible openings, wasn't.

'Assistant, a little help?'

[Try pressing it to your forehead]

Evian listened and the moment the ring touched him, he felt a suction. It wasn't painful but it wasn't particularly pleasant either. The suction lasted for about five seconds and then lessened and began to fade away. As it did, Evian felt a forged connection in its place.

When Evian took the ring off his forehead, he realized he could 'see' into it. It was like a mental image.

"Wow"

The inside of the Storage ring was dark like the void of space but every single item inside was lit. The lighting of the objects was dim but against the black backdrop of the void, it was bright enough to highlight them.

An empty storage ring would likely look bland but the subtly floating object dimly glowing gave it an interesting beauty.

Evian looked around. He saw a pile of gold coins all individually stamped with the seal of the Verlice Royal Family as the official currency of the Kingdom.

"I wonder if that was Koln's pay for kidnapping me. Heh, who cares, it's all mine now"

There were a lot of potions inside the ring, a lot of spare robes, a lot of potion ingredients, a lot of books, and also a lot of manuscripts.

With a mental indication, Evian retrieved one of the manuscripts. He couldn't read any of the words but the circle on it contained strange symbols that told him what it was.

"An Arcane Spell. One of the ones he used on me, perhaps?"

He retrieved other manuscripts and they were either Arcane Spells as well or recipes for some kind of concoction. Likely with the use of the ingredients in the ring.

"I wonder if any of this could be useful to me"

[Doubtful.

There's only one place you can get what you need and will need...]

Evian rolled his eyes,

'Yeah, yeah, I know.

Unlock the Decadent Store!'

Chapter 19: The Decadent Store

[Are you sure you wish to Unlock the Decadent Store?]

'You're still asking?'

[You need to confirm]

'Fine, I confirm'

[Unlocking the Decadent Store...]

A rectangular screen appeared in front of Evian's eyes with an hourglass loading that was eventually replaced with an unlocking Lock animation.

The rectangular screen then became wider and longer with a heading that read;

DECADENT STORE.

[Detecting User's level of Decadence...]

[Decadent Level Confirmed: Wraith]

[Presenting your current setlist of Accessible Assistance...]

[Spells] [Health Packs] [Manuscripts]

Of all the listed Setlists, the Health caught Evian's eyes first, so naturally, it was the first one he clicked.

[Health Packs: Sacrifice soul points to heal yourself from your injuries.

-Light Injury Health Pack(Tis but a scratch): 500 Soul Points.

-Heavy Injury Health pack (Oh look, it's bleeding): 1000 Soul points.

-Fatal Injury Health Pack (Give me something for the pain, let me die): 1500 Soul points.]

-

'Did you add those taglines?' Evian asked with his lips twitching.

[Maybe]

'And what are these prices? 500 soul points for a light injury.

1000 for an injury that's bleeding? That's a ripoff!'

[Well, you do have the option to not get injured. You can try that as an alternative]

Evian's forehead became covered with black lines before he suddenly brightened up.

'Haha, the joke's on you. I'm willing to bet there are healing potions in Koln's ring- Well, my ring now.'

[As I mentioned earlier, none of that can help you]

'Why not?'

[You are a Wraith. You might bleed like a human but you are mostly made up of Eldritch energy. The energy of the dead. So to heal from your injuries, you need something similar.

Basically, every injury strips you of your essence as a Wraith, and a health pack, made with Eldritch energy, replenishes that essence.

Anything besides that will be alien to your body and have no effect]

'Huh'

[Just try not to get injured until you can rack up the required points to store up for emergencies, and you'll be fine]

'Damn. Alright, moving on'

Evian clicked the Manuscript tab next.

[Manuscripts; Knowledge to make you the best Wraith you can be.

-Light Injury Health Pack(Tis but a scratch) Manuscript: 500 Soul Points.

-Heavy Injury Health Pack (Oh look, it's bleeding) Manuscript: 1000 Soul points.

-Fatal Injury Health pack (Give me something for the pain, let me die) Manuscript: 1500 Soul points.

...

-Wraithic Weapon Modification Manuscript: Learn how to give your chosen mortal weapon the aura and identity of a soul reaper that it clearly needs to match your Decadence.

Cost: 1000 Soul Points.

-Weapon Smithing Manuscript (Does not come stocked with creativity and only assists with the making of weapons at the Wraith Level of Decadence)

Cost: 1500 Soul Points.]

-

'Hey, Assistant, what does any of this mean?' Evian asked as he kept scrolling through the Manuscript section that seemed never-ending.

[It's quite simple really.

If you wish to make anything yourself, all you have to do is purchase the Manuscript for that thing and learn it.

Take the Health packs for example;

You buy the Manuscript and you can make them yourself for many souls points less than the price you would have to pay for buying them from the Health Packs tab.]

'Oh, so like an investment that pays in discounts'

[Correct.

The Weapon Modification and Weapon's Smithing Manuscripts are essential if you wish to wield weapons because the higher this World's weapons scale, the more they will require Spiritual Energy which you don't have.

With any of those two Manuscripts, you can modify any weapon of your choice or craft from scratch.]

'Cool'

Even as Evian listened and replied to his Decadent Assistant, he still kept scrolling through the Manuscripts section and there was still so much to discover.

He even ended up at an Eldritch Poison Manuscript section stocked also with Eldritch Antidote manuscripts.

And the prices for the Manuscripts ranged from understandable to eye-widening insanity.

'Where the hell am I going to get 50000 Soul points?!'

That was the limit he could take so Evian closed the Manuscript tab while rubbing his eyes a bit.

When he opened them, his eyes fell on the only unopened tab left; The 'Spells' Tab.

Evian clicked it.

[Eldritch Spells: Harness your Eldritch energy and unleash your mystical-deathly arts upon the world.

•Eldritch Arrow (Attack): 500 Soul Points.

Conjure up an arrow of Eldritch energy to strike your enemy from a distance and watch them shrivel up as their soul is extracted for you.

Has a five-second cool-down time.

Effective against enemies at the Wraith level of Decadence or lower.

•Walls of Asphodel (Defense): 500 Soul points.

Conjure up a wall of protection against physical and mystical attacks.

Effective against attacks at the Wraith level of Decadence or Lower.

•Wraithic Phasing(Evasion): 500 Soul Points.

Use your Eldritch energy to make yourself intangible to physical and mystical barriers.

Effective against barriers at the Wraith Level of Decadence or Lower.

•The Gates of Tartarus(Defense/Attack): 1000 points.

Conjure up a shield that not only protects you from attacks but also unleashes an Eldritch wave upon your enemy.]

...

There were more spells to see but none really mattered to Evian than the first three.

Why?

Well, they were the only ones he could afford.

The lower he got on the list, the more expensive the spells became, and with only a balance of 800 Soul Points after unlocking the Decadent Store, Evian decided to stop wasting his time.

'Mmm, now these three. Honestly, they all seem great.

I won't object to hitting an opponent from far off even with the five-second cool down.

Defense is also pretty great to have. Pair that with the sword I already have with me and I could be a real menace but,

Intangibility- Well that just seems more fun.

Imagine going through anywhere, anything, on a whim'

[There are Limitations. Enchanted walls or conjured walls higher than the Wraith Level of Decadence will keep you out or in]

'I know but I don't think it matters all that much. Besides, the other two have limitations too.

Wraith level of decadence just means the Third Order or lower and none of them go beyond that.

I'll choose the Wraithic Phasing spell'

As he spoke, Evian clicked the spell on the holographic screen before him.

A new tab appeared.

[Confirm your purchase?] [Yes] [No]

Evian clicked yes and he immediately felt his mind getting flooded with information about the Wraithic Phasing spell.

In his mind, a scroll appeared and then unfolded to reveal a grey pentagram giving off a deathly chill. Beneath the pentagram were words that Evian was immediately made to memorize.

Evian had his eyes closed throughout the process and when he opened them, his grey orbs were bright with understanding.

'Nice'

Still floating in the bath, he brought the words he had learned to the forefront of his mind and became presented with a mental image. He watched as the words swam and surrounded the deathly pentagram before Eldritch Energy started to seep out of his body.

Unlike before, the Eldritch energy didn't seem obedient to his mental whims but rather obedient to the words and the pentagram.

The deathly Energy soaked through Evian's pores and started transforming him. Turning his physical body into a translucent intangible form.

And then he sank, through the water, through his bath, and down into the ground.

Evian was still able to see. He saw the particles of the earth he was moving through and he could even hear the perfect stillness of his surroundings but he lost his other senses.

Touch(feeling) was gone, Taste was nonexistent, he lost the ability to make any sound with his mouth (reminiscent of when he had a ghostly form) and of course, he lost the ability to breathe.

Without the capability to hold on to any object or keep himself on the surface of the world, Evian kept sinking, deeper and deeper into the ground while his eyes widened in horror.

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Chapter 20: Wraithic Phasing

'What in all hell is this?!'

[Wraithic Phasing]

The answer from the Decadent Assistant came in a deadpan tone.

'Why am I falling?'

[The spell gives you the ability to move through and not be stopped by any barrier. The ground is one such barrier]

'But shouldn't I be floating?'

[The Spell doesn't work that way]

'It doesn't?'

[It doesn't]

'But when I was a ghost, I floated.'

[I made it possible then]

'Well, can't you make it possible now?'

[I can't]

'So what happens when I cancel the spell? Do I get crushed?'

[No, you don't. If you cancel the spell, you'll get forced back to the surface.]

'Huh'

Evian canceled the spell.

He stopped falling.

And then his surroundings suddenly became solid and forced him out.

In a second, Evian was propelled out of the ground and onto the surface. The chilly night air blowing against his naked body was the first clue Evian got that he was no longer in his bathroom or the vicinity of his room at all.

'How did I get here?'

[The angle of your fall and the angle of your exit differ]

As the Decadent assistant was speaking, a holographic screen appeared in front of Evian's eyes with an image demonstration of what it was talking about.

Evian quickly got the gist and his eyes brightened with an idea.

'I can use this to travel!'

[In a sense]

'I can use this to infiltrate, investigate, and won't be stopped unless the ground is built to specifically keep me out.'

[Indeed]

"Haha, Eureka!"

Evian had no idea why he spoke out loud. Likely due to his excitement.

"Did you hear that?" A guard nearby whispered to his colleagues.

"It came from over there!"

Evian heard them rushing over and Young Master of the Estate or not, he had no interest in being caught outside his room with no clothes on.

He used the Wraithic Phasing spell and his body fell through the ground right before the guards arrived and found him.

Despite being unable to breathe, being intangible didn't make him feel like he was choking or dying but it did feel uncomfortable.

It felt like he was not really living. And again, that felt a lot like how he felt back when he was in a ghostly form.

When he came back to the surface, he was somewhere else in the Estate and of course, there was another set of Guards on patrol.

Getting back to his room was not an easy task.

It involved a lot of sneaking around and close calls with the Estate guards but once he was at the building his room was attached to, he ran towards the wall and jumped at it.

The timing was key.

He made sure to use the phasing spell while his feet were off the ground and before he made contact with the wall. The moment he came out the other side, he canceled the spell and rolled himself to a stop to reduce the sounds he made.

Precise uses of the phasing spell were what Evian employed to complete the rest of the journey. Bypassing the multiple guards stationed at his door to land on his bed with a wide smile on his face.

-Hours Later-

Evian stood in front of the full-length mirror in his room, fully dressed, and tried a variation of the Wraithic Phasing spell; Limiting it to only some part of his body.

"Alright. Only my arm-" he mumbled as he cast the phasing spell with all his attention screwed up on his arm.

Eldritch energy started to ooze from Evian's outstretched arm and for a moment, success seemed at hand. Unfortunately, the spell started to spread and the moment Evian felt his flesh as well as the clothes he had on begin to shift from tangible to intangible, he stopped casting lest he fall through the ground.

"And you're sure this is possible?" he said sounding frustrated.

He spoke out loud but the question was obviously meant for his Assistant whose voice sounded almost immediately in his head.

[It is possible. The spell can be limited to specific body parts but will require concentration from you. Either you learn to do this or you get better at calculating angles.]

Evian had been trying this variation of the Phasing spell for hours as an alternative to having to instantly learn geometry so he could be precise with his exit from the ground whenever he fell in.

If he could make only one part of his body intangible while the others remained firmly planted on solid ground, he would not have to rely on always getting a running start or relying on precise timing and would be able to practice the spell in the comfort of his room or any space for that matter.

In theory, it sounded easy enough.

In practice, it was incredibly frustrating.

And then, after hours at it, well past midnight, with sweat beads forming on his forehead, the spell obeyed Evian's concentration and he finally succeeded.

His arm lost all feeling as it, as well as the sleeves covering it, became intangible and moved through the full-length mirror in the room.

"Freaky," Evian said with a smile at how light his arm became.

It was as if it no longer existed which made it funny when the fingers obeyed the commands of his brain and wiggled this way and that.

Doing it once was not evidence of mastery so Evian canceled the spell, only so he could cast it again over and over.

Then he tried with other body parts.

His legs,

His head,

And finally, only the top half of his body.

Next, he tried moving through the closed door of his bathroom.

The Principle was as follows;

He made one side of his body intangible and moved it through the door while the other side remained on solid ground and then he switched the intangible and the tangible sides in an instant for a smooth walk-through.

Evian failed on many attempts and each failure always resulted in him getting pushed out. But once he succeeded and managed to make it look seamless, Evian grinned with pride at his success.

So engrossed was Evian in practicing the spell that he didn't get much sleep that night. Thankfully, he did not need it.

-Morning-

The sun shone brightly above the Stygian Estate. Blessing all below with warmth and shine but it had no impact on the mood all over the Estate which remained as somber as ever.

The density of guard placements all over the Estate grounds had not lessened overnight and when the maids brought Evian's breakfast to his room, they were accompanied by Lord Stygian.

"Evian, I trust you've had your rest. I need you to recount your experiences last night. Any new information could be useful"

Evian sat at the dinner table in his room, ladened with a hearty meal, and shrugged with his Father opposite him.

"Alright,"

It wasn't easy leaving out details of the Crew or the possible involvement of Lord Larnak without obvious gaps in the story but Evian found a way. Helped well by how full his mouth was on occasion.

Lord Stygian sighed.

"It's a shame the mastermind wasn't mentioned.

Koln hardly had his own ambitions. His skills go to the highest bidder. There should be enough talk among his usual associates for us to find a trail.

I have men also working hard to track who the three you killed worked for.

Don't you worry son, I will find the one responsible. No one sends men into my home to kidnap my son and gets away with it."

"Thank you, Father" Evian said with genuine gratitude.

He was touched by the seriousness in Lord Stygian's tone.

Lord Stygian shook his head.

"You ARE my son. Your safety is my responsibility."

As he spoke, the tall dark-haired man stood to his feet and walked towards the room's double doors. He paused there and looked back at Evian as though he suddenly remembered something,

"Ah, I won't be training you today. Too many matters to attend to."

Evian swallowed the delicious morsel in his mouth.

"I understand"

Lord Stygian left.

Evian let out a sigh once he was alone.

'Yes, you follow that trail while I focus on my own thing. I'm getting a feeling Evian, the handsome sickly bastard he was, might have left a mess behind for me to clean.'

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Chapter 21: Daria's Place (1)

Hours after Lord Stygian was gone and Evian had had his breakfast, he was basically placed under house arrest. The Guards at the door were ordered to monitor his movement and checked in every few minutes to make sure he was still in.

And then, he got knocks on his door.

Thinking it was the usual check-in, he answered curtly.

"What?!"

The voice of the Guard sounded quickly after.

"Daria the Witch has returned."

Evian's eyes widened a bit.

"She's back?"

Knock* *Knock*

"Young Master? Shall I let her in?"

"Of course!" Evian said and a few seconds later, the double doors opened and Daria strut into the room as sexy as ever and dressed in her favorite color: black.

As usual, her gown hugged her body, showed off her curves, and the neckline teased the hefty milky globes on her chest.

"You don't seem happy to see me," Daria said while eyeing him.

'Did he get bigger since the last time I saw him?' she asked in her mind as her eyes raked over Evian's physique.

Evian shook his head.

"That's not it. I just wasn't expecting you to return so soon" he said with a smile.

Daria smirked and slinked even closer.

"Soon? It's been more than three days since I was last here. I thought I waited long enough"

She was now only a foot away from Evian and she placed a hand on his chest.

"In fact, I was so impatient I didn't check in with either the Lord or the Lady. I came straight here"

The Witch leaned close and took a whiff of the skin on Evian's neck. She shook with excitement as his scent permeated her nose and as she shook, she wrapped her arms around Evian and pulled herself closer to him.

"Did you have any trouble making it here?" Evian asked as he raised an arm and wrapped it around the Witch's waist.

Daria raised her head.

"Since you mention it, yes I did. The Estate security was strict. They damn near hunted me down before they confirmed my identity and even then, they still asked me questions and probed if I had an earlier appointment.

Did something happen?"

Evian pulled away from Daria and led the way toward the double doors of his room.

"I was attacked last night."

"You were?!"

"I was."

"Well, are you alright?" Daria asked.

Evian smiled.

"I'm fine. Perfectly healthy. Come on, I'll tell you more on the way"

"On the way to where? Where are we going?"

"I've been itching to get out of the Estate so let's go to your place," Evian said.

He had actually been planning to use the Phasing spell to leave despite knowing the possible ruckus his disappearance would cause.

At least with Daria, his leaving would be a bit more legitimate. Maybe. It depended on how well he sold it to the busy-body Guards at his door.

Daria paused and then a smile stretched across her lips.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yeah." Evian answered.

Daria shrugged.

"Alright"

The moment Evian walked out of his room, the guards all stood at attention. Their eyes lingered more on Daria. Evian didn't blame them. The smile on her black-painted lips was beckoning.

"Young Master, are you taking a stroll with Lady Daria?" one Guard asked.

"We're leaving. Daria and I have Business to attend to outside the Estate." Evian said.

The guard looked uncertain.

"What kind of business?" he asked looking between Evian and Daria.

'How is that any of your business?' Evian asked in his mind and he was going to say it out loud but Daria intervened.

"It has to do with the Exorcism. Would you like me to explain the details to you?" she asked with a telltale mischievous look in her eyes.

The guard shook his head quickly. He looked almost horrified.

"No- No, thanks"

"Who wants to listen to all that hogwash?" a guard mumbled a few steps away and by the look on the face of his colleagues, they were of a similar mind.

There was a few seconds of silence before the lead guard cleared his throat.

"Anyway. Allow me to select the best guards to protect you and the Witch outside the Estate."

Evian raised a hand.

"Oh there's no need for that"

"Really? But Lord Stygian-"

"- Has ordered you to guard the Estate. I won't be inside the Estate so there's no need." Evian said.

The guard still looked uncertain.

"We were stationed here to protect you-"

Daria frowned and her aura became a tad bit intense as she stepped in.

"Are you suggesting I won't keep him safe?"

"That's not what I'm saying"

"Then what ARE you saying"

Evian chuckled in his mind.

'Well done, Daria. Way to sell it!'

He especially appreciated the fact that she was mostly in the dark about it all and knew just how to play her part right.

Evian raised a hand and placed it on the guard's shoulder.

"Don't worry it's fine. Haven't you heard? My brother Adrian was the real target all along so I have nothing to fear."

With that final statement, Evian and Daria turned around and walked away. None of the Guards followed.

The next guard points were easy to go through. They all seemed to be of the mind that Evian didn't need guards since none had been stationed to follow him.

Evian felt it was incompetent but it was hard to actually care when he was allowed to leave the Estate without guard Escorts which was exactly what he wanted.

Once outside the Estate grounds, Evian looked at Daria and smiled.

"Should we run now?"

Daria rolled her eyes.

"'Running'. Such an unsophisticated way to travel."

The Witch formed seals with her fingers, and in seconds a four-ring circle appeared beneath her and Evian's feet.

Looking down at the circle, Evian couldn't help but smile. It was quite similar to what Koln had used last night.

"Hang on"

"To what?" Evian asked confused.

He didn't get an answer.

The Circle just zoomed along and he had to hurriedly lock his knees to keep from falling off.

The circle only moves fast while they were still close to the Stygian Estate. Once they entered the City proper, the speed slowed to the point where Evian was able to observe his surroundings.

Verdelen City, at least the part of it Evian was at -the territory controlled by the Stygian Estate-, was beautiful.

It had the ancient look Evian expected of it but remained eye-catching with the incredible architecture and care that went into the construction of even one of the multiple buildings around.

Carriages and pedestrians flooded the street and Evian quite enjoyed how the circle he and Daria were on zoomed between gaps.

They eventually arrived at a fancy-looking building complete with a moderate-sized compound and situated far enough from the hustle and bustle of the City.

The circle faded and their feet touched the ground as Daria pointed at the building.

"Welcome to my Abode," she said before leading the way in.

The house was just the right size to house a single occupant and every single piece of furniture just screamed 'Expensive' but not extravagant.

Daria smiled.

"It's not much"

Evian observed the beautiful and well-furnished insides and gave his honest opinion.

"It's beautiful"

Daria chuckled.

"If you say so.

I didn't want a mansion with guards and maids and the sort so the Church offered me this."

Evian looked at her with a raised brow.

"The Church?"

Daria nodded.

"Yeah, I'm a devout. I would think that was clear by now" she said with a chuckle.

Evian shrugged.

"I just didn't give it that much thought"

"Well, I am.

I took a year-long retreat to overcome a bottleneck and got stationed here.

I help out the Local lords with any mystical issue I can and spend the rest of my time mastering my craft and trying to break through to the next Circle."

Evian nodded.

"Huh, sounds nice"

Daria rolled her eyes and pulled his arms, leading him even deeper into her home.

He knew where they were headed even before they arrived.

Daria's room smelled as good as she did. Evian was surprised when the theme was purple rather than black.

"Did you choose the color?"

"Yeah. I like purple," Daria said.

The dim lighting in the room as well as the purple colors affected Evian's mood and he would have gotten carried away had it not been for Daria tapping him on the chest.

"So what happened last night"

For an answer, Evian wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her close for a kiss.

Daria wrapped her arms around his back and pressed her body even harder against his as their kiss intensified.

Evian started walking towards the wall and as he did, he reached one of his hands down to cup a feel of her ass. He squeezed until they finally reached the wall only for him to press her back against it...

... Without once breaking the contact of their lips.

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Chapter 22: Daria's Place (2) (R-18)

"Mmm"

Daria moaned as the hardness of the wall pushed against her while Evian kept humping his hard cock into her pelvis. She pulled his robe open and tried pulling it off his body. Evian assisted with the process by shrugging it off.

Eventually, Evian took his lips off her only so there was enough room for him to take off her gown and bare her body to his sight and his touch.

"You didn't answer my question" Daria let out in a raspy tone.

"It can wait," Evian told her with a smile.

He had one hand grabbing one of her breasts while the other grabbed a tight grip on her thigh while his lips started suckling at the skin of her neck. Every move seemed calculated even though it was not and with every tweak Evian made with his touch or kiss, Daria's constant moans were a clear indicator of their effect.

Daria's arms were resting on Evian's shoulders while her hands were wrapped in the locks of his grey hair as she pulled his lips even harder against her body.

Moving lower with his kisses, Evian eventually arrived at the twin heaps atop Daria's chest. He ignored the breast he was already squeezing in his hand and grabbed the nipple of the other into his mouth to suck which had Daria squealing.

"Mmmmm, Oh, wowwwww..."

The Witch raised her second leg to join the one Evian was now holding to his waist and soon she had both wrapped tightly around his waist while Evian's lips continued to ravage her nipple.

With Daria taking matters into her own hands and wrapping her legs around his waist, Evian was no longer burdened with keeping her leg up so he let it roam. Feeling the smooth skin of the Witch's leg with his destination ultimately being her peachy asscheeks just begging to be kneaded.

Daria leaned her head back until it was resting against the wall. Her eyes were closed as she was lost in the feeling of Evian's touches and kisses and then her eyes snapped open when she felt herself slowly going higher against the wall.

With incredible ease, Evian lifted Daria until her legs were resting on his shoulders and her legs were spread for him to properly view the moist center between her legs that was just begging to be lapped up.

"Oh!"

Daria let out a sudden sound as her body shook when Evian took his first lick. Her legs tightened around his neck until his tongue was thrusting deep into her leaking pussy.

"Oh yes, right there. Eat me the fuck OUT!"

As she let out multiple words to showcase just how much satisfaction she was getting, Daria closed her eyes and raised her hands to claw at the wall.

Evian barely heard anything she said. Partly because her thighs were pressed against his ears and partly because he was practically in awe at just how good Daria's pussy tasted. The satisfaction he got from thrusting his tongue deep into her to source for more of her juices was unlike anything he had ever experienced on Earth.

'Does pussy just taste better in this world in general? Huh, I must take the time to investigate.'

Evian explored the insides of Daria's pussy and it didn't take long for her to start shaking against the wall with her breasts trembling while the volume of juices her pussy produced increased enough to be noticeable.

"Yes! Oh by the goddess, Yes!"

With a final drawn-out moan, Daria's body seize for a few seconds before she relaxed as the joys of her climax washed over her.

Evian lowered her slowly until he could capture her lips again. Letting her taste herself on his lips.

The kiss was meant as intermission and by the time they separated, Daria had regained enough energy to stand on her own feet.

Evian promptly turned her around and had her leaning against the wall with her hands as support and her legs wide while her ass was so wonderfully in his sight.

Daria glanced back at him and again, marveled at the look in his eyes. It was excitement mixed nicely with the experience of someone who knew what he was doing.

She let out a moan as Evian's grabbed his hard cock and used it to pat the soft flesh of her ass cheeks a few times. The sounds the contact made was loud enough but it was the way it felt to Daria that actually had her shivering. Her hands against the wall shook quite a bit. Enough for Evian to take notice.

"Oh? This excites you?" Evian asked her while he spanked her a few more times and the way Daria twitched answered his question.

Daria smirked and glanced back at him before opening her mouth to answer.

"Well- Ahhnnnn"

She didn't get the chance to complete her sentence as Evian thrust his cock into her to the hilt. The Witch raised her head immediately and yelled her pleasure at the room ceiling.

Evian paused for a second after his pelvis hit Daria's ass causing it to tremble enticingly. He took a few seconds to truly enjoy the way her insides gripped him and only then, did he draw back to truly start thrusting.

He pulled out until only his cock head was left inside Daria's gripping snatch and right before he thrust back in, he pulled his hand back and delivered a solid spank to her peachy ass.

"NGHHHH"

Daria arched her back and thrust her ass even harder into Evian and Evian met her backward thrust with a forward thrust of his own which put the entire length of his dick right back in.

PAH*

His pelvis and her ass met with a crisp sound that was music to Evian's ears. He actually closed his eyes and let his ears revel in the sound while his cock reveled in the velvety moistness of Daria's insides.

There was a pink imprint on Daria's ass from where Evian's palm hit and when Evian rubbed against the imprint, he smiled while he noticed the changes to Daria's body language.

Smack*

He drew his hand back and delivered yet another hit to her ass but this time to her other asscheek before he grabbed the pink imprints his hand had left behind on both halves of the Witch's ass and used them as grips while he went full swing with his thrusts.

Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

Back and forth Evian went.

With every resounding sound of contact of his pelvis to her ass that accompanied a complete burying of Evian's dick inside her pussy, Daria moaned.

"Oh, Right there! Right there! Harder! Fuck me harder" she pleaded.

"As you wish," Evian told her with a grin and a focused look of concentration as he turned up the tempo of his thrusts. Increasing the impact of his thrusts along the way.

Daria's eyes rolled into the back of her head and her tongue hung out while she took one hand off the wall and reached back to grab Evian's neck while she kept pushing backward and forcing her ass against him to somehow increase the pleasure of their session even more.

She got her wish. Evian's dick kept hitting the back of her pussy which had stretched to perfectly fit his impressive girth.

With every thrust, her breasts trembled with her nipples erect and pointing straight out.

Evian took his hands off her ass and reached for the two swinging peaks to grab them and tweak their pointy tips without faltering even once with the movement of his hips.

"YES! JUST LIKE THAT! AHHHNNNNNN"

Evian released one of her breasts and grabbed one of her legs instead to raise it while simultaneously pulling her away from the wall until she was leaning against his body. Her neck arched back until she was blowing her warm breath against his neck.

Soon, Evian released the other breast and raised her second leg up as well.

In that position, Daria's weight supported completely supported by the strength of his arms, Evian fucked the Witch for an hour which all culminated with a howling climax that was accompanied by cum-dumping deep inside her pussy.

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Chapter 23: Daria's Place (3) (R-18)

"OHHHHHHHH- I'M CUMMMMMINNNNNGGGG"

Daria yelled out while resting all of her weight against Evian whose hard dick was still buried inside her pussy.

Evian shared her sentiment. He was at his breaking point as well and he let that known with a groan before his balls tightened and he started shooting volumes of cum deep inside Daria's pussy. Following it up of course with a stream of Eldritch energy.

It killed the life of the seeds and also gave Daria the warm-cold sensation she had found signature to Evian and liked very much so a win all around.

All through their climaxes, Evian did not stop thrusting. Daria's wet pussy made it hard for him to resist just drawing his dick back and forth inside her.

They retained their position for many minutes after their climaxes were over. And then Evian dropped Daria to the ground.

The Witch's legs were shaky at first but they quickly became stable. She stared into Evian's handsome face with a smile.

"Incredible. Somehow, it was even better than before," she said with a hand on his chest.

Evian cocked his head to the side.

"Glad I could be of service," he said with a smile.

Daria chuckled and her hand did not stop trailing until it grabbed hold of hid still-hard member that was slick with the combination of her juices and his seeds.

She gave the large member a few strokes before she started pushing Evian back toward the bed.

Once he was seated, Daria got on her knees with her sights set on the veiny organ in her hand.

Her tongue stretched out of her mouth and wound around the organ. Licking up the juices that made it slick and replacing them with her saliva.

Evian leaned back with his eyes closed. He enjoyed the feel of her mouth on his cock. He enjoyed how her cock licked all about his impressive girth.

However, unlike the last time, Daria's intentions were not purely for fellatio. This time, her licking was to prep Evian to reek more havoc inside her pussy.

She stood up and planted her knees on the bed by Evian's sides and with one arm around Evian's neck for support, and the other hand holding his cock up, she slowly lowered herself.

Once the tip was in, she descended fast and hard and took the entire organ to the hilt.

"Ahhhhhhnnnnnnn"

Her back arched and her hips rocked. Evian groaned at being back inside the tight, warm, and velvety cavern as he raised his hands and grabbed Daria's waist as she started up and down movements for self-thrust.

Evian made no moves with his hips. He just let his hands roam. From her waist to her thighs and ultimately to her ass.

Pah* *Pah* *Pah*

Daria's consistent up-and-down movement didn't falter. Not once. She just kept squeezing tightly around Evian's cock inside her while her breasts kept leaping up and down with her movements.

Evian grabbed one of the leaping nipples into his mouth and sucked while Daria's ass kept rising and falling to smack against his thighs.

For an hour, they remained in that position until inevitably, Daria's seamless movement faltered as her hips shook and her thighs tightened around Evian's sides while her pussy squeezed even harder around his cock.

Evian knew what was coming and he just held on to the Witch while she let her climax wash over her.

"Mmmnghhh..."

Her moans had reduced in volume and her muscles just locked up while the moisture content of her pussy increased.

Evian kissed her cheek before he stood up, turned around, and tossed her on the bed. He picked up her legs and raised them until they were resting on his shoulder as he aligned his cock to her pussy.

Daria's eyes glinted with the insatiable readiness for more.

First Evian used his cock head to tease her moist pussy lips and then he stroked upward until he was rubbing against her clit.

"Nnnghhhh- YES!"

Daria's body contorted and she spread her arms by her sides to grab the bed sheets. She was still sensitive from her climax and every act Evian made to her tingling pussy was making her crazy.

Evian didn't pay this any heed as he thrust his cock in and started yet another round of fucking. Twisting Daria's body in every which way and having her consistently edge closer to subsequent orgasms.

...

-Hours Later-

"So what did happen last night"

The bed sheets were tousled and Evian and Daria lay within them with the sheen perspiration of their recent act dotting their foreheads.

Evian lay on his back with his hands behind his head and Daria was resting her head on his chest.

"A couple of men snuck into the Estate and tried to kidnap me," Evian said nonchalantly.

Daria arched her neck a bit to look into his face.

"Why?"

Evian shrugged.

"Unknown. News going around the Estate is that I might not have been the target. It could have been Adrian since he's the 'known Genius'."

"Oh," Daria said, "I guess that makes sense. His Examination is getting close"

"Yeah, I heard about that Last night. Something to do with the Martial Temple?"

Daria let out a small chortle of laughter at Evian's ignorance.

"It's not just 'something', it's everything. A chance for an entry-level position in the Martial Temple and without having to serve in the frontlines."

"The frontlines? Is there a war going on?" Evian asked.

"There always is in some shape or form. The world is not nearly as peaceful as it seems. The fact that you can even enjoy a peaceful life here is evidence of how well the troops are doing."

'Interesting. Lady Myrine has been leaving that part out,' Evian thought and then he remembered something he wanted to ask Daria.

"I heard something recently about a Local Lord getting stolen from. Do you know if there's any truth to that?"

Daria shrugged with one of her fingers now tracing a pattern on Evian's chest.

"That actually happens more often than you think. It's in small doses though. Usually involving the skimming of tax funds but the culprit is always found."

"Any one of them lose something more precious?" Evian probed.

Daria wrapped her arms around Evian's midsection and pulled herself even harder against his body while snuggling her head into his chest with her eyes closed.

"Well, Lord Larnak lost an heirloom to a bunch of rebels recently but he's been trying to keep everything about that on the down low so as not to appear weak.

I only know about it 'cause I was called to help find it."

'So Gillert wasn't lying about the theft or the rebellion.'

Suddenly, Daria's eyes snapped open.

At first, Evian thought it was because she felt she had said something she shouldn't have said but she raised her hand and a storage ring suddenly became visible on her middle finger.

Out of it, she retrieved a bracelet that she held on to with her eyes closed for a few seconds, and then when she opened them, she let out a sigh.

"What's that?" Evian asked, "And why haven't I ever seen a ring on your finger?"

"Oh, my storage ring is concealable. Extra security.

The bracelet is a communication Item. I get alerted when I'm needed for a consultation.

And I'm needed right now. I have to get ready"

"Alright, I should get going too."

"Back to the Estate?" Daria asked as she and Evian got off the bed.

"... Yeah"

Daria's eyes narrowed at the pause.

"You ARE going back to the Estate, right?"

"Of course. Eventually"

Daria's eyes narrowed even further until she looked like she was squinting.

"You have to go back. If something were to happen to you, your Mother would have my neck. By now, she must believe you're with me"

"I AM with you," Evian said while gesturing at the room.

"Not for long," Daria said as she led the way to the bath. Swaying her hips this way and that.

Evian sighed as he followed.

"The last thing I want is for you to face Lady Myrine's wrath. It's fine.

I'm not planning on doing anything dangerous" he said.

That was a lie.

...

Chapter 24: But That's Just The Thing...

Evian crossed territorial borders in about twenty minutes just by running and once he arrived at the Larnak Territory, it wasn't hard to find his way to the Larnak Estate.

Not only was it the largest collection of buildings around, but it was also where the Guards were most stationed which was saying something considering just how much of them was out patrolling.

As a method of deterrence and intimidation, the Guards all had the Pressure of their Orders out. Seeing as the pressure was either at the Second or the Third Order, Evian wasn't deterred or intimidated.

To help further along the message they were the upholders of authority, the Guards all had on similar-looking uniforms that only had differences pertaining to Order. Evian guessed this on account of the Pressure he could feel from them; Those at the Second Order had different markings from those at the Third and held themselves in much lesser regard.

The Guards at the Larnak Estate Gates were all at the Second Order. Evidenced by their pressure and the markings on their uniform. If Evian wanted, he was sure he could kill them all and simply waltz through the front Gates but what would be the point?

'Kill them and reinforcement will arrive and make things all the more complicated. Let's focus on having that little talk first.' Evian told himself.

"Who are you?" asked one of the Guards while they all looked Evian up and down, taking note of his hair and eyes as well as his handsome face that was quickly filling them with envy.

"Evian Stygian,"

"Of the Stygian Estate?" one Guard asked, his envy switching to awe.

"The very same,"

"You don't look like a Stygian," another said with his eyes focused on Evian's grey eyes and hair.

"What business do you have here?" asked a third.

"I want to speak to Lord Larnak,"

"The Lord is a busy man."

"Oh, I'm sure he is but he'll want to see me," Evian said.

'Surely, if the person you failed to kidnap shows up at your Gates on a silver platter, you'll give them an audience.' Evian added in his mind.

After a quick exchange of looks, one guard broke away from the bunch to slink into the Estate grounds and confirm that Evian's presence was indeed welcome.

Two minutes later, a feminine voice came from behind the Gates,

"Let him in!"

The Gates opened enough to allow Evian's entry and behind them was the Guard that had left and around him was an entourage of his colleagues all led by a Lady who Evian guessed was a Captain.

Her uniform was different from the rest and not just because it had been made to accommodate her breasts. The hat she had on, as well as her uniform in general, had unique markings and the way the Guards around her deferred to her spoke of a certain level of authoritarian hold.

The pressure she was giving off we well past the Third Order and comfortably seated at the Fourth. She even appeared quite a few steps along in the Fourth Order in fact.

"Captain!" the Guards at the Gates said as they saluted. The Lady ignored them.

Her eyes were only on Evian who met her stare with one of his own while a smile played at his lips.

"Evian Stygian- Not really how I pictured you," The Captain said standing a foot shorter than Evian. She looked like she recognized Evian well enough. The changes he appeared to have gone through only threw her off slightly.

"Dare I ask? Which one do you prefer?" Evian asked with a charming smile.

Delicate lines formed on the Captain's forehead as she frowned.

"'Prefer?' Why would I have a favorable opinion about a scumbag who stole from my Lord?"

The Captian kept her eyes on Evian but her next words were orders to the Guards with her.

"Inspect the grounds and alert the Patrolling Squad. Anyone you see acting suspicious, kill them!"

Evian would have flinched at the coldness of her tone if he wasn't already getting quite comfortable with the concept of killing and death.

"Don't bother," He told the Captain, "I came alone,"

The Captain smirked.

"Then you're either foolish or stupid,"

"Those are synonyms." Evan pointed out, "They mean the same thing,"

The Captain let out a small grunt of annoyance before she laid her eyes on the Larnak Estate guards she had come with.

"What are you still waiting for, go on!"

"Should- should we still search?" one of them asked as his eyes kept darting over to Evian, "He said he came alone,"

The Captain pursed her lips with her eyebrows locked in a deep frown,

"You will pay heed to the words of a thief? Get Going!"

This time she followed up her order with a wave of pressure that smacked into the Guards and spurred them to finally get on with the search.

Once they were all gone in a tight formation, the Captain turned and started walking towards the main Estate grounds.

"Come with me. The Lord is expecting you," she said to Evian who followed her.

He had half expected to be bound by something but was very glad he wasn't. That would make it easier to make a getaway when needed.

'She must think she's enough to contain me," Evian realized as he walked behind the Captain.

They walked five steps before the Captain regarded him with annoyance. She could feel Evian's eyes on a certain area of her back.

"Walk by my side!"

"What for?" Evian asked with a small chuckle, "The view is better from back here,"

"Get over here!" she said raising her voice a tad and letting out a small wave of pressure.

Evian stealthily shielded himself effectively with Eldritch and then he rolled his eyes.

"Alright, fine," he said.

The moment he had taken two steps by the Captain's side, he looked to the side at her,

"So, what's your name?"

"Spare the pleasantries." The Captain said with a scoff.

Evian shrugged.

"Alright then, I'll just give you one; Fussy. Captain Fussy."

"'Captain Fussy?'" the Captain repeated with a raised brow.

"Yeah. 'Cause you're stuck-up."

"Stuck up? You are part of a Resistance that wants to unseat my Lord.

You stole Tax funds!

You stole his Family heirloom!"

"Hey, better his family heirloom than his Family jewels, am I right?"

"You think that's funny?"

"Yes, I do, Captain Fussy. I think it was quite clever,"

"Amira!" The Captain blurted out, "My name is Amira. Captain Amira!"

Evian raised a brow and smirked

"Oh, now you want to exchange 'Pleasantries'?"

Captain Fussy rolled her eyes so Evian continued.

"Amira. Pretty name. I'll still call you Fussy though,"

"Ugh," Amira said and then let out a sigh of relief as they turned into a corridor and arrived in front of a large door with guards positioned by the sides and standing at attention,

"We're here."

The doors opened to a room lit with lamps now that nighttime was approaching. The furniture placement was sparse. Only one piece of furniture mattered though; The chair at the very end that was occupied by a man who lounged grandly in it.

The man looked to be in his mid-forties. His physique did not look as large as Lord Stygians but he was as fit as Evian would have expected him to be. It was hard to gauge his height seated as he was but Evian guessed he was well past Six feet.

Lord Larnak had a light beard, the same shade of almond as his hair, and his amber eyes were flaming with fury when they laid on Evian's face.

"My Lord." Amira presented, "Evian Stygian,"

Lord Larnak was quiet as Amira walked forward with Evian at her side but once Evian was only a few feet away from his chair, the Man's face contorted in a deep frown.

For five minutes, no one said a word.

Evian just kept his smile and tapped his thighs nonchalantly, determined not to speak first.

Lord Larnak observed him. Body proportions were off compared to what he recognized, and the hair and eyes were also different but without a doubt, the one standing before him was Evian Stygian.

"So," Lord Larnak said slowly, "Come to turn yourself in?"

Evian shook his head.

"No, I came to tell you, It was tactless of you to try capturing me."

"Tactless?" Lord Larnak repeated- His tone deep. A sign of his seething rage.

Evian appeared unbothered and nodded.

"Yes, tactless. You could have just invited me over. That would have been the polite thing to do, don't you think?" he said with a shrug.

"I don't owe you any courtesy after what you did." Lord Larnak said with a low growl.

"Ah, but that's just the thing. What proof is there that I even did what you said I did?" Evian asked.

Lord Larnak's pressure erupted.

"Proof?!" he yelled, "YOU DARE MOCK ME?!"

Knock* *Knock*

Someone rapped on the large doors. The sound of the knocks sounded strange on account of the intensity currently in the room.

Lord Larnak's anger propelled toward the door as he roared at it,

"WHAT?!"

"Th-Th- The Witch is here," the one behind the door stammered.

Lord Larnak paused and then sighed.

"Finally. Let her in,"

Evian's brows furrowed and he turned his head to stare at the door.

'The Witch?' he wondered in his mind as the doors opened and a tall lady, dressed in black with a revealing neckline, walked into the room elegantly.

Evian recognized her immediately.

"Daria?"

Chapter 25: How Does That Make You Feel?

Daria's elegant walk faltered a bit as her eyes became wide with surprise at Evian's presence.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as she got closer to the end of the room where Evian was standing with Amira, the Captain by his side.

Evian raised a brow.

"This was your consultation?" he asked.

Daria opened her mouth ready to speak but Lord Larnak called her attention to him almost immediately.

"Daria," he said. His anger had cooled a smidge but his aura of pressure was still around him in an haze.

Daria's eyes moved to him as she gave a small bow.

"I must say, your call surprised me, Lord Larnak. I thought you preferred Koln as your Arcanist."

"Koln is- unavailable at the moment-" Lord Larnak started to say,

'He's dead,' Evian clarified in his mind but did not say out loud.

"- And you had certain information I wanted" Lord Larnak finished with a gruff voice.

"What information would that be?" Daria asked politely.

Lord Larnak stretched an arm forward and pointed an angry finger at Evian's face,

"Information about this thieving bastard standing before me!"

"Hey!" Evan retorted immediately, "Watch who you call a thief."

Lord Larnak's face contorted.

"Bastard!" he roared as he sat up in his chair, "YOU ADMITTED IT!"

Daria's eyes widened at the aggression and she took a step forward with her palms raised in placation.

"Lord Larnak, please calm yourself,"

"Calm myself?" Larnak repeated before pointing angrily at Evian again,

"This bastard joined a resistance formed to unseat me and then stole from me while laughing at my face.

The only reason I don't strike him down right now is because he has information I find useful. Besides, a quick death would be mercy for what he has done,"

"I haven't done anything," Evian said with his chin raised.

"How dare you lie to my Lord, you infidel!" Captain Amira said.

Evian turned his head to face her.

"It's not a lie, Fussy,"

Lord Larnak flicked his finger and retrieved a blue crystal from his spatial ring.

"You recognize this, bastard? Or did you assume I would destroy it in anger?"

"What's that?" Evian asked with genuine confusion.

Lord Larnak's eyes flared thinking Evian was still playing dumb.

As the only one on the scene aware that Evian indeed did not recognize the crystal, Daria felt it was in her place to step in.

"Evian, that's a recording Crystal. Enchanted to record images and sounds for a clear playback,"

"Oh," Evian said.

Larnak infused spiritual energy into the crystal and it glowed before projecting a rectangular, holographic screen upward. On the screen was someone with brown hair and brown eyes, a skinny build, and a sickly complexion that Evian recognized immediately.

It was the handsome bastard whose body he now owned;

It was Evian Stygian.

-

"Is it on?" Evian Stygian said in the recording, sounding weak and faint.

"It is," a voice said from the background. Evian recognized the voice as Gillert's. Muffled by a mask as it had been last night.

"Good." Evian Stygian said before his lips stretched into a smile and his brown eyes sparkled with delight.

"Lord Larnak. It is I, Evian Stygian. Yes, I am sure you know all about me;

The cursed Stygian.

Constantly ridden with disease.

Forever destined to never be as great a Knight as my brother.

A disgrace to the Stygian Family Estate.

Yes, you know all about me, I'm sure- Just as I know a lot about you."

Evian Stygian paused and gestured at someone unseen. Someone standing out of the recording Range of the Recording Crystal. That someone handed him a Spear.

Evian's brows furrowed as he stared hard at the recording trying to get a good look at the spear. It looked beautiful. Silver Spearheads on both ends of a green shaft with Silver spirals as well as etched symbols and strange writings that heightened its antique look.

The Recording of sickly Evian Stygian gripped the Spear tight with shaky hands and smiled a faint weak smile.

"Ah yes, the Larnak Family Spear. Stolen from right under your nose with a cleverly orchestrated plan by me. How does that make you feel?

How does it make you feel that little, sickly Evian Stygian planned a heist to steal your prized possession?

Does it make you feel insecure?

If I and my Crew managed to do this, just imagine what else we can do.

Stealing back Tax funds is only the start and the Resistance will not rest until your rule as Territory Lord is over!"

Evian Stygian paused at this moment and started straight out exuding confidence despite his weak and sickly demeanor and then he gave a signal to the one behind the Recording (Evian guessed it was Gillert on account of the voice he heard before) and the Recording froze as it reached it's end.

-

Evian could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on him and he knew he only postponed the inevitable by staring at the frozen Recording screen.

"So- Would you like to revisit your mockery of me and my standing by requesting for 'Proof' again?" Lord Larnak asked. Every word was enunciated by his rage.

Daria's wide eyes of surprise went from Evian's face to the recording and then to Lord Larnak,

"My Lord, this has to be a mistake," she said.

Evian shrugged.

"I don't know, that looks like pretty damning evidence to me," he said and Daria rounded on him.

"I'm trying to help you," she snapped at him.

Evain raised his palm.

"Everything seems so clear is all I'm saying,"

Daria ignored him and faced Lord Larnak,

"He lost his memory. I don't think he remembers doing any of this," she said while still surprised at what she just saw in the recording.

Lord Larnak snorted.

"I don't believe that for a second.

All I want to know is, what was going on in that head of yours?

Did you not even think before joining the 'Resistance'?

Did you not realize that would spark the start of a dangerous Turf war that would cost the lives of many?"

Evian shrugged.

"It's as Daria said. I have no memory of doing any of this,"

Evian raised a hand to his hair and then trailed down to his eyes,

"These are not just Fashionable changes to make me look even better than I already do. They are signs of the changes I have gone through. Among those changes is memory Loss,"

"You lie!"

"He's not lying," Daria said, "Evian died a few days ago and then somehow he- came back to life,"

Larnak's face twisted into disbelief.

"What?"

Daria nodded.

"It's why you called me here, right? For that sort of information about him?"

Lord Larnak paused.

"I wanted Information that could shed some light to why my men failed to capture a sick thief, not for you to spew such outlandish rubbish as 'Resurrection'."

Daria's brows furrowed.

"Wait, failed capture?" she muttered before glancing over at Evian who gave her a tell-tale shrug.

"The attempted Kidnapping..."

While Daria came to a realization, Lord Larnak got back to talking.

"You were around the Stygian Estate for days. Always called up for consultation and charged with helping this Cursed waste of a Stygian Son so I assumed you would have something that could be of help,"

"Why attempt a capture though?" Evian asked with a shrug and brought attention back to himself,

"Why not just go directly to Lord Stygian and demand my cooperation?"

Larnak's face twisted and the hair of his beard twitched.

"No one steals from me and gets away with it!" he said, "Stygian or not, you had to pay for what you did,"

"And you would have preferred I paid for it anonymously," Evian noted.

Larnak's brow furrowed.

"I could have gone to your Father and showed him the evidence I held but then what?

He MIGHT convince you to give up the rest of the Resistance but he'll protect you from my Wrath. I can't have that!"

"So you wanted to 'deal' with me on your own. Keep my Family out of it for as long as you could,"

"I wanted to keep your family out of it COMPLETELY!"

Larnak leaned forward in his chair as the double doors burst open and Estate Guards started trooping in. Captain Amira got into position and an attacking stance against Evian. Ready for the order from her Lord.

"The Plan was simple," Larnak said as the trooping guards got into formation,

"My men were to sneak in, capture you, take you to a location, and break you until you give me the names of your associates but they failed.

I sent Koln as an assurance but clearly- he failed too but no matter.

You have come here on your own accord.

You're not leaving until I get those names.

Actually, no. You're not leaving. Ever!"

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Chapter 26: Eldritch Cloud

"Lord Larnak!" Daria called as the guards trooped in.

"Stay out of it, Daria. Leave now and do not speak of what you have witnessed to anyone. Ever.

No one must know where this bastard has disappeared to!" Larnak said while grabbing the armrests of his chair.

"Do you really think he wouldn't have informed anyone of his whereabouts?" Daria asked.

Larnak's amber eyes flared.

"I don't care!"

"Actually," Evian voiced and attention returned to him, "I told no one I was coming here,"

Daria groaned and glared at him.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Just being truthful," Evian said with a shrug.

While Daria's glare got increasingly intense, Evian allowed himself to feel the pressure being let out by all the guards that now surrounded him, and of course, the vast majority were at the Second Order with a select few 'Elites' at the Third Order and even then, they were all barely two steps into the Order.

'So, let's recap;

One- I now know for certain that Evian was indeed part of the thieving Crew.

Two- Larnak indeed sent those men as well as Koln after me, which begs the question, why would Evian foolishly reveal his identity in a recording?

With how Larnak is reacting, Evian has to have had a death wish!

Wait, was that it?

Was the pain of his curse too much that Evian wanted to just end it all at the hands of someone else? No, that can't be it, right?

Getting Larnak angry clearly goes beyond a death wish. It's risking a Turf War- Hold on, is that it? Was this all just a ruse to start a Turf war?

Evian must have known he was dying so was it all just to set up a war that he hoped would bring about Larnak's downfall? A final wish to ascertain the Resistance's Success?

Ah, enough thinking. Time to leave!'

Never once had Evian considered clearing his name and trying for a peaceful resolution.

Why would he?

Not only did Larnak not look like the reasonable understanding type, but all around Evian were prime souls just begging to be eaten!

With a flick of his right hand, Evian retrieved his sword.

The Guards closest to him noticed the movement and were ready to strike but a quick Sword-flash later and Evian had cut a long gash along the chest of one and then stabbed into the stomach of another before twisting until the Soul pulled free and he swallowed.

The taste was as good as ever but the 'kick' was minimal.

"The second Order," Evian said with distaste. It was the first time he would taste such and he was surprised at how unsatisfying it felt compared to the much higher-quality souls he had enjoyed recently.

The one whose chest he slashed finally succumbed to his injuries and Evian ate his soul as well only to be met again, with disappointment.

Meanwhile, all eyes in the room- well, all except Daria's- was widened at this show of physicality and especially baffled at how they could not detect any telling Pressure to inform them of just what level of Strenght Evian was at.

Clang*

Evian parried a sword strike from a Second Order Guard and kicked another so hard it sent him smacking into the wall with a *bang*.

Attacks came at Evian from behind so he cast his Phasing spell on the top half of his body. No one currently attacking him was past the Wraith Level of Decadence i.e. the Third Order so their attacks, by weapon or by fists, simply went through him.

As Evian ran forward and put distance between himself and his attackers, eyes widened simultaneously at his intangibility but those at the Second Order did not get the time to muse about it as Evian's sword came slashing at their necks.

Due to Evian being faster, it was only after Five of their fellows had fallen that the Second Order Guards had the good sense to move back and regroup.

Those at the Third Order were still very much in the mood to prove themselves as 'Elites' so they took over 'en masse'.

Evian could have simply sunk into the ground right that minute but at that moment, Escape was only second priority.

Eating Five Second Order souls, despite their considerably low quality, had Evian's Grey eyes glinting and his body chillingly excited for more.

The Third Order Guards came for him with caution and Evian met them with a wave of Eldritch energy that caused their movements to pause while he darted forward and stabbed his sword through the chest of one of them. The sword went through the guard's beating heart and after two weak beats, it sputtered to a stop.

The element of surprise as well as the utter lack of knowledge anyone in the room had about his abilities, were Evian's biggest cards in the fight.

Blood splattered all over Evian's robes but he paid it no heed when there was a juicy Third Order Soul pulling free of its mortal bounds just ready to be consumed.

Whum*

Evian opened his mouth to eat the soul but was interrupted when a strong wave of Spiritual Pressure slammed into him and sent him many steps away from his recent victim's soul.

"Ngh" With a groan, Evian brought himself to a stop but the owner of the Pressure was already on him with her sword swinging for his sword-wielding Arm.

Amira's anger was evident but she had the good sense to only aim to incapacitate Evian for the questions her Lord still had. From the pressure that had slammed him away, Evian could tell Amira meant business and he could not compete with her in speed or strength so he was ready to phase right through the ground and out of sight but he paused when a magical wall was erected between him and Amira's sword.

Bang!*

The force of the contact forced Amira one step back but she tasted a small victory as her strike destroy the magical shield.

Daria skated over with her movement spell and put herself between Evian and Amira the Captain.

Now that Evian had been forced away from them and a Fourth Order spiritual Pressure had forced his Eldritch Energy away from them, the Larnak guards regained their bearings, ignored their dead, and rallied behind their Captain.

"Step aside!" Amira said to Daria through gritted teeth with eyes focused with malice.

"Calm down! Everyone calm down!" Daria said with her arms spread refusing to leave her spot.

She looked from Amira's face to the worried, confused look of the Estate guards who were still trying to comprehend just what Evian had done in their midst, and finally, she looked up at Lord Larnak himself.

The brown-haired Lord was gripping his armrests so tight, they threatened to snap... His body was tense and clearly, the only reason why he did not yet act personally was because he still had confidence in his men. Or more accurately, he had confidence in the only one of his Captains in the room.

"Lord Larnak-" Daria started to say but was immediately interrupted.

"Step aside, Witch, and let my Captain carry out her Orders!" Larnak said.

Daria shook her head.

"No. Things are quickly getting out of hand,"

"Tell that to the men that the bastard just killed!" Captain Amira said.

"You attacked him first!" Daria retorted standing her ground.

While Daria tried to come to some understanding with his attackers, Evian's eyes narrowed at the soul he had liberated from the Third Order Guard earlier. The Soul was now moving upward towards the ceiling of the room to escape to some sort of afterlife.

Evian could not let that happen. Not when there was such value to gain and such taste to savor.

He raised his head towards the ceiling and sucked.

To everyone in the room, he looked dumb- almost crazy but the suction harnessed the bond between Wraith and Prey and pulled the Escaping soul to Evian's open mouth.

Evian closed his eyes at the taste and his body even shook at the satisfactory 'kick' he got while he put his sword back into his storage ring.

When he opened his eyes, he grinned at the room and let out a thick cloud of Eldritch energy. So grey and chilling that it covered him completely. Amid that cover, he used his Phasing spell and sunk into the ground.

"Until we meet again!"

Those were the last words anyone in the room heard from him and by the time the cloud of Eldritch energy cleared up...

Collective GASP*

... Evian was gone.

Chapter 27: Nympho Through The Steam (*)

"Wh- where did he go?" Amira asked as she dropped her sword-wielding arm while Daria looked over just as shocked as everyone else in the room.

Bang!*

Larnak stood up from his chair with such anger that he splintered the armrests but that was of no importance. His brows were furrowed, his lips twitching with his anger as he bellowed loudly.

"ALERT EVERYONE! SEARCH EVERYWHERE! FIND HIM!!!"

The Guards were too stunned to say a word but the loud order spurred them all instantly and they rushed out to spread the word and begin the search. In seconds, only Daria was left alone with a Lord and his Captain. Neither of whom was looking at her kindly.

"Did you do this, Witch?!" Amira asked and she raised her sword again, this time deliberately pointing it at Daria.

Daria rolled her eyes at the weapon's sharp blade.

"I appreciate the vote of confidence but Teleportation is not one of my skill sets," she said.

Amira opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by her Lord.

"Captain Amira. Call every one of your colleagues currently on the premises. I need everyone on deck for that search.

I WANT THAT THEIVING SCUM FOUND!"

"Yes, my Lord!" Amira said with a deep bow and after one last angry glower at Daria, she took off out of the room. Running so fast, she became a blur.

Now, Daria was left with a seething Lord Larnak who had his anger directed at her.

"I told you to Stay Out Of It!" Larnak said as he took steps forward.

"I apologize but you were being irrational. I already told you about his condition. He won't be able to answer any of your questions because he has no recollection of any of it." Daria said.

Larnak crossed over the corpses of the Guards Evian had killed. The one he had kicked into the wall earlier was still knocked out cold.

"And how sure are you of this? Have you truly ascertained that he has no memory of what he did?

Have you entertained the thought that he just might be a liar just as he is a thief?!" Larnak asked.

"I-" Daria started to say and then paused,

"I admit I haven't given that much thought," she completed.

Larnak's eyes flared and he kept walking until he was beside Daria at which point his voice lowered in volume but rose in intensity.

"Then I suggest you do that." he said through gritted teeth, "Because the only way that boy survives my Wrath is if he isn't Evian Stygian.

As long as he is the very same Son of a bitch on the Crystal Recording, I won't rest until I make him pay.

Even if that means igniting a Turf War!"

...

Evian kept sinking deeper into the ground and of course, eventually, he canceled the Phasing spell. His angle calculations remained as inaccurate as ever but he hoped he would at least be out of the Larnak Estate by the time he resurfaced.

Splash*

'What in all...?'

Evian found himself floating in warm water permeated with all sorts of sweet flower scents his brain instantly tagged as feminine.

The purifying properties of the water were already breaking down and washing away the blood and impurities on him.

The room was steeped with steam but Evian still looked around it and what he observed was a level of affluence he would never expect the average citizen to possess.

'Either I surfaced in a random wealthy mansion or I'm still in the Larnak Estate. I'm inclined to believe it's the latter.'

Sigh*

'I really need to work on my angles but I've always hated geometry.'

Evian had considered employing his Decadent Assistant's help and they had agreed it was possible, however, that would require the Assiatant having complete knowledge of every part of every terrain otherwise, the directions would also be inaccurate.

[Sadly, geography is just not part of my Job description.]

The next step was clear; Leave... But before Evian could reemploy the Phasing spell, he heard a sound that caught his attention.

"Ngh-"

Splash*

The sound came from the other side of the massive bath he was in and when he peered hard through the cluster of steam, he saw the floating wet black hair of someone frolicking in the bath.

Unable and unwilling to ignore his curiosity, Evian waded through the water toward the figure. The closer he got the better the image and the better the sound.

The woman had her eyes closed, one hand was squeezing one of her massive breasts and pinching the nipple while the other was between her legs and stroking her clit aggressively.

"Nghh"

She let out a maon as she floated in the water of the bath on her back with every bit of attention directed at the activity.

'Wow!'

Evian let his eyes roam over the naked body before him as he slowed his swim until he arrived at a standstill no more than three feet away from the woman.

It was as though Evian had pierced and disturbed her moment of serenity because the woman's eyes snapped open.

"How- How did you-? Ahnnnnnn"

The words were incoherent but the drawn-out moan that came after was not.

Evian watched as the woman leaned even harder against the water as she spasmed and was wracked with pleasure while her body showed all the tell-tale signs of a climax.

The manner in which she leaned back and the nonchalance she seemed to have in her buoyancy, Evian was surprised that she didn't just sink.

'Oh, I see. She's using Spiritual energy to keep herself floating.' he thought in realization while the woman reached the end of her climax and got upright just to turn and glare at him.

She eyed him, almost instantly enamored by his looks. His eyes just drew her in, cold and grey as they were, but that did not distract her from the fact that he should not have been there.

"How- Ohh- How did you get in here?" she asked. Shaking just a tad as the vestiges of her climax still rolled over her.

Rather than answer, Evian simply observed the woman.

Her face was beautiful. Her lips were a light delicate shade of pink.

Black hair so silky, Evian had the urge to grab them, eyes like warm caramel, tits so large he would be surprised if they did not produce milk. Speaking of milk, the woman looked mature. Her very scent and vibe betrayed the fact that she must have had children. Children very likely Evian's age or even older. Age was a fickle thing in this world after all.

The woman looked absolutely sexy and had better skin and features than any forty-year-old Milf on Earth could ever hope to have even at the time of their youth.

Just as Evian observed her, the woman observed him as well. Even more so because he just seemed like an enigma.

'He shouldn't be here. Those doors only open to my Spiritual Pressure. The only way he got in was if he forced the doors open but they seem intact and I would have felt them if they were forced open.' she thought.

"You haven't answered me," the woman said out loud.

"Does it matter how I got here?" Evian asked.

The woman nodded with a frown.

"It matters. The doors were secure to keep my privacy."

"Privacy to touch yourself?" Evian asked with a raised brow.

"That doesn't answer my question," the woman said unashamedly.

She made no attempts to cover herself. Simply stood there in all her delectable naked glory for Evian's eyes to feast on and feast he did.

He didn't just observe how good she looked or just how her wide hips and thin waist teased an ample backside, No, he observed how her body was reacting.

He observed how she clamped her thighs together beneath the water. How she rubbed her inner thighs against each other as though scratching an itch. Evian knew what that was and it brought a perverted grin to his face. A grin that only got wider the more he observed.

'I can basically taste her horniness from here,' he thought.

Meanwhile, the woman let out her spiritual senses and reaffirmed that the doors to the bath remained locked and secure- untampered with.

And then she directed her senses at Evian and her frown got replaced with confusion when she could not detect the slightest hint of spiritual energy from his body.

"Who are you?" she asked refusing to believe an ordinary fellow made his way into her Masturbatory sanctuary with apparent ease.

Evian took two steps forward until they were only a foot apart,

"Evian Stygian. Nice to meet you."

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Chapter 28: Did. I. Lie? (R-18)

"Evian... Myrine's Son?"

"You know my Mother," Evian said.

"Yes, I do.

Now that you mention it, I do see some resemblance- but that hair and those eyes," the woman said and shook her head but then almost immediately went back to looking into Evian's face.

The grey pupils demanded her attention and in the vulnerable state she was currently in, it was taking a lot of self-control for her hand not to start inching downward towards her pussy.

'And this is why I spend these moments alone. So much pent-up feelings just rushing through me like a tidal wave!' she thought and bit her lower lip lightly before quickly letting go, lest the pervert in front of her got the wrong idea.

Yes, a Pervert was what he was.

An enigmatic pervert but a pervert nonetheless.

The woman felt cautious.

'If he's able to get in here so easily, just what else can he do?

I mean, I'm not even sure if he's who he says he is. I definitely don't remember the Stygians having a Grey-haired and Grey eyed son.

Ah, what sort of disturbance is this in the midst of my climaxing peace?!'

Evian felt the woman's eyes on his body. He could practically hear the gears of her mind working hard and he smiled with ease.

He didn't really see a need to be worried.

If the woman wanted to show animosity she would have already. And even if she did, he was a Phasing spell away from getting the hell out on a whim.

"Is this the first time we're ever meeting?" Evian asked.

The woman's beautiful brows furrowed at how that sentence was phrased. Surely, if they had ever met before, Evian himself should remember.

"I would believe so. I'm Yvette, Lady of the Larnak Estate," she answered nonetheless.

Evian paused and then he raised his eyebrows.

'Lady of the Estate... Larnak's wife?' he thought and then let out a chuckle, 'Okay, this is an interesting turn of events. Larnak's wife is a Nympho!'

Yvette frowned as she heard Evian's chuckle. She folded her arms beneath her large breasts and glared at Evian while her body slowly started to give off an intimidating pressure.

"I've entertained your unwelcome presence here long enough. Now leave the way you came in,"

'The hell I will!' Evian thought with a smile and a shake of his head.

Again, her words were much too soft to be intimidating. Even the pressure she released was uncertain and not as concentrated as it should have been.

"Why? So you can get right back to what you were doing?"

"How is that any of your business?" Lady Yvette said with an almost imperceptible shiver in her lower body. It was so mild that it could have been passed off as merely a shimmer of the warm bath water but Evian knew better.

He was paying too close attention to not know better.

"I can smell it on you... Frustration, need-"

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Yvette asked with a frown.

Evain ignored her.

His eyes just kept looking at her twitching legs.

"It's taking everything you have not to touch yourself in front of me, isn't it?" he asked. His voice was low and soothing.

"H- How dare you?" Yvette said in a raspy tone as she dropped her arms. Her pressure intensified but just circled her body unwilling to leave her just like her lust.

The longer their exchange went on, the more confident Evian was that he had nothing to fear. Yvette did not have attention to spare for him.

"Just do it," Evian said, "I'll gladly watch."

Almost like Evian's words were the final push she needed, Yvette's right hand crept low, and soon she was stroking her lower lips lightly and mewling at the instant relief she got.

Evian was not the cause of her action. She would have been unable to resist doing it whether he was in front of her or not.

"Ngh- Pervert look away!" she said.

Evian rolled his eyes.

"And miss the show? Come off it!"

Yvette raised her head as her hand's speed gradually built up.

"Nghhh- Ahnnnn... Ohhhhh- This is why no one is supposed to be here! This is my moment to let loooooooooose!"

With how drawn-out the last word was, one would have thought she hit her climax but no, she was only just getting started on that journey.

"Oh? So this is a regular thing for you then?" Evian asked as he let himself float in the water while he placed a contemplative finger on his perfect chin.

Yvette's chest rose and fell, treating Evian's eyes to the delicious trembling of her large tits. She mewled constantly and began to recline backward until she was lying on the water buoyed once again by her spiritual energy.

"Mnnn- About once or twice a week," she eventually answered and regretted it immediately.

'How could I entertain an intruder's perverse curiosity?' she asked herself. Alas, her body paid no heed to her mind.

Whatever conflict she had or was going through, she had opened up a dam of sensuality and the oncoming wave could not be stopped. It WOULD not be stopped.

Yvette's legs spread as her fingers delved deeper into her pussy in an urgent bid to scratch that itch of hers.

Evian walked closer, taking in the view without losing his smile.

"Mmm, Larnak isn't performing his matrimonial duties, is he?"

Yvette bit her tongue to stop herself from answering not because the question was too personal but because she didn't want to entertain Evian more than she already had.

She might be powerless to strike out against him at the moment but she damn well would keep details of her life away from him!

Evian shrugged.

"Your silence is confirmation enough," He said, "Besides, I can feel your frustrations. It's emanating so much off your body, I'm getting giddy,"

Evian chuckled and went lower in the water until his face was even more level with Yvette's pussy which was very clearly wet with much more than bath water.

Yvette was unbothered by his gaze on her moist center. If anything, it was helping to get her off. Yet another consequence of her current vulnerability.

"Ahn- None o-of your business- Oh!"

Her fingers sped up and she somehow managed to arch her back on top of the water. Her control of Spiritual was very impressive but of course, it took second place to the sexy pose she was in.

"A shame really. He's so energetic to capture a thief that he's neglecting his wife. You should come first," Evian said while shaking his head slowly with false melancholy.

"Sh-shut up," Yvette said shaking.

Evian floated away from facing her pussy until he was beside her.

"But did I lie though?" he asked with his voice low and breathy as he leaned closer.

"Nghh- You're so lucky I'm preoccupied!" Yvette said with yet another drawn-out moan.

"Did. I. Lie?" Evian asked again. Every word was enunciated while he started to trail his hand over Yvette's smooth skin.

The fingers trailing over her susceptible flesh, over her sensitive breast, had Yvette's eyes rolling up into her head while her fingers picked up even more speed inside her pussy.

She opened her mouth in a silent moan and when she finally managed to let out a sound, words poured out of her in a tirade.

Her inhibitions almost completely broken down.

"Alright Fine! He's not enough. He's never been enough and he's not even trying to BE ENOUGH!"

"Hmm, so you combat this by becoming a sexual deviant?" Evian asked while he glanced at how intensely she gripped her nipple while her free breast trembled to his touch. It moved almost like it was independent of every other part of her body.

"I deal with it by pushing it down... I suppress my Urges-" she started.

"And let it out once or twice a week rather than every single moment you can," Evian completed for her.

"That's not healthy."

"Who the hell do you think you are?" Yvette said managing to make a clear complete sentence despite the pleasure wracking through her.

Evian shrugged.

"Did I lie?" he asked, "You suppressed so much that once you let it out, it left you vulnerable. Vulnerable enough for me to do this without you being able to retaliate,"

His hand started trailing down with the obvious target being her sopping center currently occupied by her hand. He gently pulled her hand away from her pussy and replaced it with his while Yvette glared at him.

"Well, you were not supposed to be here! I took precautions to keep anyone out so I could be left alone to my antics!"

Evian flashed her a handsome wolfish grin.

"And how has that helped you?"

He pushed his fingers into Yvette's pussy and the woman's eyes widened as she lost all ability to hold back the moan building at the back of her throat.

"AHHHHNNNNNNNNN"

Chapter 29: Will It Be You Then? (*)

Yvette placed her hand on top of Evian's immediately.

She planned to pull it off but the sexual throes her body was going through were much too intense for any energy to be spared to her hands for the action she wanted. Eventually, she settled for placing her hand on his and just being along for the thrusting ride.

While his index and middle fingers were deep inside Yvette's moist center and he felt as her velvety walls were squeezing around him as though trying to milk fluids his fingers did not possess, Evian's eyes were on the Lady's mature face.

He had had mature partners before but none came close to the beauty before him and none of the faces any of them made in the throes of pleasure came close to the tongue-wagging ecstasy before him.

This was the look of a woman at her wit's end slowly losing grasp on reality and slowly losing the ability to form coherent thoughts or words and just getting swept away in lust.

Evian was not so narcissistic enough to think it was his fingers that were causing this. No, he was very much aware that Yvette was heading toward this moment all on her own even before him but it did start making him wonder how gratifying it would feel if HE was the cause.

If his cock driving in and out of her pussy, his hands roaming all over her, could be the cause for this sort of reaction.

'Definitely possible,' he eventually decided,

'Not only possible but I'm going to do it!

One more thing to add to the growing to-do list.'

Today was likely not going to be the day for that of course but Evian was going to lay the groundwork.

Evian shifted his touch of her breast from light to firm as he gripped the flesh and marveled as his fingers sunk into the ampleness as they were enveloped in her mammary warmth.

In Yvette's current state, the squeezing of one of her massive tits was plenty and the ongoing sensations were only furthered by the fact that she herself was currently pinching the nipple of her second breast.

The pleasuring sensations wracked her body as the steam of the bath enveloped them both and then that sensation got a spike when Evian lowered his head and took the nipple of the breast he was sucking into his mouth.

First, he bit it lightly and while the erect peak was between his teeth, he brushed it with his tongue, feeling and hearing Yvette go nuts.

And then the grip of her pussy reached a new high and announced what Evian knew was coming even before his hand was completely covered by her pussy juices with the many excesses dripping into the warm and sweet-smelling bath water.

"AHHHNNNNN-"

Yvette started with a moan of the ecstasy of release and then slowly rolled into a quiet scream while her mouth opened and she let the last vestiges of her climax roll through her.

Only now did Evian take his mouth off her nipple to place his lips close to her ear and whisper.

"Mmm, you liked that, didn't you?"

It took her taking many breaths before Yvette managed to speak and of course, her words came out in indignation.

"Of course I did. But it had nothing to do with you!"

Just below the surface of her sharp words was Embarrassment. Yvette wasn't embarrassed that her body was bared to the eyes of this youngin, rather she was embarrassed by her vulnerability.

'*Sigh* Who would have thought my debilitating act of seeking self-pleasure would put me in a compromising situation?' she asked herself sarcastically.

She placed a hand on her face and let out a more vocal sigh before she glared up at Evian who was smiling at her while rocking his fingers inside her pussy.

"You can take your hands off me now," she said.

Evian cocked his head to the side.

"And why would I do that?" he asked as he ground his palm into her clit immediately eliciting a reaction from the Lady of the Estate.

"NNGHHH"

Yvette placed a hand over Evian's but this time, she did not make an attempt at pulling it away, rather she pressed it even harder against her little nub while rocking her pussy against the fingers currently ravaging her insides.

Evian let his voice go even lower in a breathy seductive tone that perfectly matched the warm steam that permeated the bath,

"I think we can both tell, this is far from over."

...

PITAH* *PITAH* *PITAH*

The Larnak Estate was basically in pandemonium.

By order of Lord Larnak himself, the bulk of the Estate forces was out and searching for Evian hopefully before he got outside the grounds.

The longer they search, the more likely it was looking that Evian was no longer on the Estate grounds but no one had the galls to report this to the Lord.

Instead, Amira and her fellow Captains not only ordered for the grounds to be shut down but also tried to diversify portions of the guards to extend the search out of the Estate. The Patrolling guards in the Territory especially received orders that rallied them to join the search.

The search left no place untouched.

There was only one part of the Estate left unsearched so far; Lady Yvette's private bath which was locked from the inside.

The Captains first spent minutes debating among themselves if it should be searched. Some argued their Orders to search every portion of the Estate had to be followed to the letter while others argued that this was an area they should not even try to access.

To the ones arguing for the Bath to be searched, Lady Yvette's maids simply eyed them and asked one very important question;

"Will it be you then, who barges into the Lady's bath?"

The Captains, a majority of whom were male, shared looks and instantly backtracked.

There were certain things you don't dare to do in the Larnak Estate. Beholding the body of the Lord's wife was one such things.

Even Amira did not dare barge in despite being a woman.

In her case, it was a case of upholding the Lady's order for privacy rather than it was about perversion.

"We can just report to the Lord?" Captain Amira suggested, "Let him decide if the bath should be searched or not."

"Yes, yes. That's definitely an idea."

It didn't take long, less than a minute even, for the news to get relayed to the ears of the angry Larnak Lord who still had Daria standing by his side.

Daria wished to be around should Evian get apprehended so she could intervene. Of course, the longer it took, the more unlikely it looked and the happier she was.

When the message reached Larnak, he was seething.

The search wasn't bearing fruit and he refused to believe Evian had simply vanished from the Estate.

'That Grey cloud has to have been a distraction but why couldn't I see or sense him when he ran off?'

Even while Evian brandished his sword and cut down Estate Guards, nothing about the energy or 'feel' he gave off was the conventional sort Larnak or any other Knight was used to detecting.

Daria, as an Arcanist herself was baffled. She had been treated to a bit of that energy once before but evaporation was not one of the abilities she knew Evian to have.

Once Larnak was told his wife's bath was the only place left to search, he set off.

In one corner of his mind, Lord Larnak felt it was impossible Evian was in the bath but had anyone told him Evian would escape his Guards and vanish from his sight, he would have said that was impossible as well so really, who knew what the thieving bastard was capable of?

With the might of his Order powerfully powering his speed, Larnak arrived at the doors in minutes.

Larnak's first instinct was to override his wife's spiritual lock but he calmed himself long enough to knock.

Knock* *Knock* *Knock*

The knocks were loud. They needed to be to get past the noise canceling heavily active within the bath.

"Darling? My Lady!" he called while the Captains gave him space to call to his wife.

The maids also gave the door space with their heads bowed.

Bang!* *Bang!* *Bang!*

When knocks seemed inefficient, Lord Larnak switched to hitting the doors hard and quickly.

"My Lady!" he called once again. "Yvette!"

No response.

"Alright then,"

Larnak conjured up his spiritual pressure and prepared to override his Wife's signature lock but then, a crack appeared between the large double doors and slowly, they swung open.

Lady Yvette stood behind them with a hand raised, her brows upturned in surprise and her body clad in a delicate silk robe while her silky wet hair fell down to her back.

"Herbert, why are you here?" she asked,

"What's all the commotion?"

Chapter 30: Should I Try For More?

"Apologies, my Lady," Herbert Larnak said to his wife with a polite tone before he walked past her into the bath,

"But I am on the hunt for a thief!" he concluded.

Lady Yvette placed a hand on her hip and turned around to eye her husband. Her movement caused a trembling of her large breasts in her silk robe but of course, Larnak was much too busy to notice.

"And you think here is where you will find him?" she asked in a tone that very well depicted how much she thought that was silly.

"I'm leaving no stone unturned- No area unsearched. That Stygian bastard won't get away from me," Herbert said before placing an index finger on his temple.

"Stygian?" Yvette's brows went even higher at the sound of the very familiar name.

"Shush, My Lady- I must concentrate!" Herbert said as he spread out his spiritual senses.

Yvette rolled her eyes at him.

'Imagine searching a room and shushing the one who has been staying there for over an hour. Idiot.'

The spiritual search lasted all of a minute and then Larnak sighed.

"Oh, it's no use. He's not hiding here," he said disappointed while the Guard Captains trooped in to perform physical searches.

"Would you have preferred he was here, lurking? Watching your wife... bath?" Yvette asked in response to her husband's disappointment.

Herbert turned around.

"What? Of course not. But it would be better if he was here rather than gone," he said and then bit his tongue in the realization of his wrong choice of words,

"Sorry, my dear, but that Grey haired bastard shouldn't get to escape!" Herbert said.

'Ah, so it IS him,' Yvette thought.

Evian had helped her ride the wave of expending her pent-up energy. Many climaxes had followed the first and while she would never admit it, she was starting to enjoy it.

Masturbating always felt good enough but there is another level of thrill that comes with the hands of another and Evian's hands were skilled.

Against her better judgment, the more orgasms his fingers brought her, the harder she was finding it to separate her pleasure from being just due to an urgent need for release and being completely brought about by the Stranger partner that was Evian Stygian.

Once the knocks sounded, Evian decided it was time to leave. In the second Yvette allowed her eyes and ears to focus on the door with the knocks and the callout of her name by her husband, Evian pulled his fingers out of her soppy center and inexplicably vanished underwater.

'I'm not telling!' Yvette decided with determination as she watched the physical search end fruitlessly to the disappointment of her Husband and the Estate Guard Captains.

Yvette had no desire to protect Evian, not after he intruded on her privacy but she also had no interest in opening up the can of worms that were the questions sure to arise should she mention that he had been present with her in that bath.

•••

When Evian canceled the Phasing spell for the second time that day, he surfaced outside the Larnak Estate ground.

"Ah ha, perfect!" he said but it wasn't perfect. Not with the many guards patrolling the streets and of course, it did not take long at all for him to be spotted by a squad of them.

His hair and clothes might have been wet from his dunk in Yvette's bath but he was still very recognizable. At least by the description the Guards had all been given. His grey hair with his young face was an instant giveaway.

"There he is!"

"Get him!"

The squad was made up of a hierarchy;

The foot soldiers- The six Second Order Guards and,

The Elite Leaders- The Third Order Guard duo.

Evian smiled at the oncoming squad.

"Alright then, come on! More souls for me."

Evian let out his wave of Eldritch energy and stopped all six Second Order Guards of the Squad in their place while their Elite leaders continued with their weapons raised.

As they charged at him, they opened their mouths and yelled out an alarm to alert any close by squads but Evian did not pay that any heed. He planned to be done and gone by the time any reinforcements arrived.

Clang*

He met the first weapon with a swing of his sword and in a duel of strength, his opponent quickly pushed back against him trying to get his body close enough for a melee. Evian had a similar idea... He just implemented it faster.

Bam!*

A direct blow stung the Guard's cheek and forced his face to the side. The force behind the Guard's weapon lessened and Evian used the opportunity to gain an upper hand in the physical duel and contest of weapons.

From the pressure the Third Order Guards gave off, their steps within the Order were much easier to pinpoint. They were both three steps into the Order which at first made them seem very much ahead of Evian but that gap is closed down by Evian only having seven stages within his Decadent Level as opposed to the Nine steps within each Order of Knighthood.

Evian's decadent smstages were; Cursed, Corrupted, Denounced, Fallen, Condemned, Abhorrent, and Unholy.

Just the Cursed stage was well past the First step of Knighthood.

Anyway, as he was pushing back against his opponent, the second Third Order guard took a wild swing with his sword to Evian's back.

Their orders were to incapacitate the grey-haired culprit but they had not been told to do so without force. In fact, they were practically ordered to stop him by any means necessary. Physical harm included.

"Ah ha, we got you now!" the Guard said in jubilation just as his sword hearts Evian's back.

Alas, despite their Orders and the description they had been given, no one warned them of what had caused the deaths of colleagues in the Estate.

Evian used his Phasing spell on the top half of his body.

The Guard he was having a physical duel with was already locked into a momentum and that momentum carried on as his sword clashed with that of his colleague who tried to strike Evian from behind.

Clang!*

Blades clashed.

A mixture of shock, surprise, and aimless momentum resulted in one Guard losing his weapon and getting a reckless gash cut across his chest.

Evian moved away and stopped being the intangible link between the two and once he became tangible again, he swung and sliced the injured Guard's neck lest he be robbed of the kill and the soul.

The surviving Third Order Guard's mouth fell open in shock.

It all happened so fast and he was still confused.

While he was in that state, Evian ate the soul of his colleague and set his sights on him.

"What the hell are you?" the Guard asked obviously in reference to Evian's intangibility.

Evian grinned.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" he teased before he charged forward in attack.

The Guard was ready and swung at him.

Evian gave him a cheeky smile, turned intangible, and watched his opponent's face get clouded with confusion as his sword cut through nothing...

Once his sword was cleanly through Evian's intangible top half, the Third Order Guard was still locked in a swinging motion and Evian took advantage by slicing through his sword arm.

"ARR- Ack!"

The Guard started to yell but was promptly shut up by Evian's blade stabbing through his mouth and out the back of his neck.

The Guard's arms flopped and his body still twitched with life but Evian ended that quickly with a definitive cut that freed his Soul to be consumed.

All six Second Order Guards watched in horror as their Elites were killed. They remained frozen by Evian's Eldritch wave and Evian quickly picked them off one by one. Like flies stuck to a spider's web.

Necks were slashed...

Hearts were stabbed...

And Souls were eaten...

As he savored the taste, Evian called to his Assistant.

'Hey, Status Update.'

-

[Name: Evian Stygian.]

[Race: Wraith]

[Decadence: Cursed Wraith {710/500 Soul points}]

-

'Hmm, a nice increase. More Purchases can now be made but the question is,

Should I try for more?'

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Chapter 31: Eldritch Arrow

The moon was already rising in the sky and Evian dashed at the full speed he possessed at his current level of decadence to get himself out of the Larnak Territory and into the Stygian.

The yells of those Evian had killed were bound to call others to the scene but he was not there to welcome them.

"Sound the alarm!"

"HE HAS BEEN HERE!!!"

The guards who came upon the site of the corpses of their colleagues yelled out and before long, the news circulated and it was deduced that Evian was definitely out of the Estate.

"Where do you think he's going?" A third Order guard asked.

"Where else do think?" snapped Captain Amira with a deep frown, "Everyone to the boundary line. He's trying to cross into the Stygian Territory!"

Evian was too far away from the site to hear the order but he could practically feel a shift in the air as Guards rallied against him to stop him from crossing over the boundary line.

The interesting thing was, as Evian approached the boundary line, there were Guards around the vicinity either patrolling as per orders or just keeping guard of the region, and somehow, they all received the orders Evian couldn't hear.

'How much says they have communication bracelets just like Daria?' Evian asked himself to no answer.

He grinned as he met a blockade line of Larnak Guards. In a second, he used his Phasing Spell and suck into the ground only to cancel it and emerge on the surface right behind them.

There were two obvious choices on what to do next;

Keep running towards the boundary line or take the chance at some more Soul Points.

Greedy as he was, Evian picked option B.

He grinned widely as he felt the pressures coming off the Guards.

Reminiscent of what he had faced already, they were split between the Second and the Third Orders. Clearly, those two Orders made up the bulk of Larnak's forces.

With the Guards in the blockade still stunned at Evian suddenly vanishing into the ground, they were practically sitting ducks who quickly lost three members of their ranks to Evian's sword.

A stab to the back of the neck of one, a complete decapitation of another, and a clean cut of the third's spine.

Of the three Guards Evian attacked, two were at the Second Order and the third at the Third Order.

The Third Order Guard was the one whose spine was cut and the paralysis of a broken spinal cord quickly set in before Evian put the finishing touch to his attack with a final swing that freed his opponent's soul.

By the time the rest of the blockade turned around, Evian had already eaten the souls of their colleagues bringing his Soul Points tally up from 710 to 830.

Of course, the points were second place to Evian at the moment. Much more exciting was the taste of the souls he just consumed.

"Oh, yes. Oh a massive yes!" he yelled out with a massive sadistic grin.

With gritted teeth, the rest of the blockade made to put distance between themselves and him but they did so while simoultebously slamming him with their collective pressures.

BAM!*

The pressure was concentrated from above and directed to smack him into the ground as they were all well aware that pushing him away would only get him closer to the boundary line.

Evian pulled himself up slowly and the Guards bombarded him again with their Pressures.

"Don't let up!" one Third Order Guard yelled rallying the rest of his colleagues to keep up the barrage of pressure and keep their opponent down.

"What now?" one Guard asked.

"We're supposed to capture him." another answered as the Guards all cautiously neared Evian.

"Not to worry," said the Guard who had rallied them earlier, "We shall bind him with our spiritual pressure."

Evian ignored them and their barrage of Spiritual Pressures while directing his attention inward.

"This is as good a time as any," he mumbled.

'Open the Decadent Store,'

The store opened with the rectangular holographic interface and Evian quickly selected the [Spells] section for the very first spell on the list. A spell he remembered from the last time he was in the Store.

[•Eldritch Arrow (Attack): 500 Soul Points.

Conjure up an arrow of Eldritch energy to strike your enemy from a distance and watch them shrivel up as their soul is extracted for you.

Has a five-second cool-down time.

Effective against enemies at the Wraith level of Decadence or lower.]

He clicked the spell.

[Confirm your purchase?] [Yes] [No]

He clicked 'Yes', and his Soul Point balance dropped from 830 to 330 as the Eldritch Arrow spell's information flowed into his mind.

To him, it took about fifteen seconds to truly digest every bit of information pertaining to the spell but in reality, that time was even shorter.

When Evian opened his eyes, it was sparkling with new knowledge he was just itching to try it out.

He raised his head and the Third Order Guard rallying the others came into his sights first so, of course, he was the one he tested his new spell on.

The Pentagram appeared in his mind as he conjured up Eldritch energy in the form of a swirling deathly arrow.

Spffff*

The sound was quiet but it was piercing to the ears of its target whose eyes widened in horror as the arrow stabbed into his chest before he even had the chance to comprehend what it was.

"Ack- Wha- What is this-?"

Those words were thick with shock.

In all honesty, while the Eldritch arrow was fast, there was still a possibility the Guard dodged it or maybe at least contended against it with Spiritual Energy but he was caught unaware of all scenarios, and hindsight was pointless.

His body shriveled up, his skin turned leathery and stretched against his bones while his eyes turned lifeless as he fell to his knees and keeled over. Dead.

His soul was pulled out of his body and even without prompt, Evian's mouth opened to swallow. The entire action was completely automatic.

[Soul Points: 410/500]

With the peculiar death of another one of their colleagues and a very outspoken one for that matter, the others once again became cautious but did not let up with their barrage of Spiritual Energy.

Evian contended against the collective pressure with a cloud of Eldritch energy and finally returned to his feet.

The Cool-down time of the Eldritch arrow made it unspammable at least on an instantaneous metric but by the time he was completely on his feet again, only two seconds was left of the cool-down time.

The moment he could use the spell again, he shot it at yet another Guard.

The fact that every single one of them had just watched a colleague die from the very same attack was of no consequence. They still did not understand it.

The Arrow hit its target perfectly and siphoned his soul for Evian's hungry self.

As his victim's body shriveled up and fell, Evian dashed forward and took advantage of the shock they were all feeling, as well as the relenting of their Spiritual Pressure barrage, to stab another Guard in the chest. Reaping not one both two souls at the Third Order.

[Soul Points: 610/500]

The Cool-down time ended and Evian shot an Eldritch Arrow at yet another Guard but the results were different. Finally learning from his fallen comrades, this Guard had the good sense to shroud himself with Spiritual Energy.

The Arrow hit the shroud, failed to pierce through, and instantly dissipated into an Eldritch mist.

Learning from the success of their colleague; the Other Guards put up Spiritual energy fields for protection as well and Evian's lips twitched as he watched them.

The fact that his opponents were now coated with spiritual energy and were stepping towards him as one did not worry Evian one bit. He was ready for them.

Especially those of the Second Order who he was sure were powerless against him. Spiritual Energy shroud or not.

And then Evian heard/sensed something streak through the sky.

He reacted and moved to dodge it but it moved much too fast for him to avoid it completely.

Skch*

It cut him.

It drew blood.

Chapter 32: This Is Gonna Cost Me

The Captains had arrived.

All bolstering might at the Fourth Order, they were ready to join the battle to capture Evian Stygian.

The eyes of everyone previously on the scene were wide at the spear whose sharp tip was now sunk into the ground beside its victim.

The Larnak Guards were happy. Especially those in the Second Order who had watched Elites of the Third Order lose their lives to the threat before them.

"If they died, and so easily too, what hope is there for us?"

They even felt foolish at the Spiritual Pressure they used to shield themselves somehow believing Evian would render that useless. Of Course, they were not wrong.

Seconds after the Spear cut through Evian's flesh, the Captains arrived but Evian, as should have been expected by all who had witnessed his antics so far, was gone.

"FUCK!" yelled the Spear-wielding Guard as he pulled his weapon out of the ground.

"Donan, your aim was off," said another Captain, and the Spear-wielder, apparently called Donan, quickly rounded on him.

"You know damn well, that's not true. He just had good reflexes." he retorted.

"Good reflexes? You barely scratched him," Said his Colleague.

Donna groaned but he had no retort.

The point had been to run the spear through Evian, inspiring and shocking him enough to be apprehended. Clearly, that had failed.

Amira stepped forward and bent to touch the spot Evian had been standing in just a second before.

"Slippery little bastard," she said and then let her eyes roam to the bodies on the ground,

"He probably could have been gone before we even got here. He deliberately hung back to kill."

The whoosh of a movement spell called attention to the most recent arrival.

Daria had a slight look of worry on her face but that cleared up quickly when she saw Evian was not on the scene.

"He's gone," she said flatly.

Amira rounded on her.

"Yes, he is. He escaped. You like that, don't you?" she said.

The rest of the Captains glared at Daria as well but she just sighed and held herself with the same graceful poise as always.

"As I already made clear. Violence was not the answer. Calm conversation was."

"Calm conversation? Look what he did!" Amira pointed at the corpses.

Daria looked at them and then her brows furrowed at the shriveled-up Corpses. She spread her Spiritual sense towards them to investigate but nothing seemed particularly out of the ordinary.

The blood was dried just like the skin but there was no remnant of an otherworldly aura. The corpse just looked strange. Instantaneously mummified.

Amira and her fellow Captains trooped back to the Larnak Estate to give their report to their Lord.

"He's not going to like this," Amira mumbled as she and her colleagues turned their backs to Daria.

The boundary-line guards left soon too. Taking their dead with them. Daria watched them all leave and then she turned her sights past the boundary line into the Stygian Estate.

Sigh*

She let out a breath of relief before casting her movement spell and leaving the Larnak territory behind. On her way, only one thing was really on her mind;

"Oh Evian, what did you get yourself into?"

-

...

Evian had made sure he was many many feet underground and had truly changed angles before he turned off by phasing spell and returned to the surface. Conveniently on Stygian Territory grounds.

The Phasing spell proved again the best choice he could have made for a spell. Quick evasion was just too valuable an option to have.

Alas as happy as he was about his success with his spell casting so far -Wraithic Phasing and Eldritch Arrow- he gritted his teeth at one downside to the recent sequence of events.

'Damn it!' he said while he grabbed the injury to his arm without slowing down his run.

'This is going to cost me.'

The wound, small as it was, was not only leaking blood but also Evian's Eldritch essence. The leak was mild and only really visible to Evian's eyes but it would not stop and the wound would not close unless it was actively healed with a Health pack.

'Damn it!' Evian swore again.

A hundred more paces and he could see the Stygian Estate sprawling as ever and steeped with Guard placements and patrols.

Unwilling to raise some sort of immediate alarm because of his bloody clothes, Evian decided to bypass the front gates and Guards by simply walking through the Estate walls and making his way to his room.

On his way to his room, of course, he could not avoid patrolling Guards but other than acknowledging their presence and greetings with nods, he did not stand still enough to have them scrutinize his clothes and the state he was in.

A few sharp-eyed and attention-paying guards spotted the blood splatter but either did not dare to ask Evian about it or were completely thrown off by how at ease his walk was.

He bypassed the Guards at his door by walking through the wall and into his room where he promptly took off his bloodied clothes and walked into his massive bath to take a well-needed soak.

He prepared the water himself. Added the scents, added the cleansing elixirs, before waddling in with a sigh.

'Open the Decadent Store'

[As you wish]

The store interface opened and Evian selected the Health Pack setlist to behold the three levels of healing he was privy to.

'Do I really have to do this?' he asked, disgruntled at the loss he was about to suffer.

[No, you don't. However, it is the only way for your wound to heal.]

[You lack any actual metabolism that is required to clot the wound and start a slow 'natural' healing. You either use the health pack or keep the Injury as it is. Bleeding and leaking your Eldritch essence.]

'Fine,' Evian groaned before choosing the Light Injury Health Pack (Tis but a Scratch)

Not only was it the only one of the three options he could afford but it was also best for the current injury which wasn't deep enough to warrant a Heavy Injury Health Pack and not life-threatening enough to warrant a Fatal Injury Health Pack.

He felt the deduction of Soul points even before he saw it presented on the Interface and then he felt a surge of Eldritch energy that concentrated over his wound.

It stung a bit but then Evian could feel the wound start to stitch together and in seconds, only unblemished perfect skin was left behind.

Afterward, Evian glared at his Soul Point Balance of [110] with a deep frown and a determination to make back what he had lost.

'Fucking bastards.'

...

Once Evian left the bath and changed his clothes, he showed himself to the Guards at his door. Allowing them to confidently answer the question of his whereabouts should they be asked- And of course, they would most definitely be asked by his Mother. The fact that everywhere was so quiet despite Evian's absence all day spoke of a brewing storm already.

Evian even did the Guards a courtesy by leaving his room with Wraithic Phasing and returning through the front doors so they could believe he only just got back.

Anyway,

After feeding on a good helping of Souls, Evian was not starving for human food and allowed himself a nice rest. Pushing aside thoughts of what had gone wrong today in favor of the things that had gone right.

His moment with Yvette in her bath was one of the latter as well as how much fun he had had evading Larnak's forces.

The next morning,

Evian was ready to get right back to the Larnak Territory but this time, to meet up with the rest of the Thieving Crew. The only ones who knew of dead Evian's stupidity in sending a confession recording to the man they stole from.

However, before Evian could leave his room, whether by phasing or through his doorway to the knowledge of his Guards, he got a visitor.

"L- Mother?"

Lady Myrine stood behind the doors she had ordered the Guards to open. Looking as elegantly dressed as ever, she glared at Evian.

Just like Lord Stygian had an habit of barging into the room whenever he wished to speak to Evian, Lady Myrine also had no qualms about his 'privacy' but she was the only one of his parents who gave a reason.

"I've seen it all dear. There is no compromising situation of yours that can shock me," she said.

Evian chuckled secretly.

'Yeah, I highly doubt that,' he thought.

Evian took one step forward. Already dressed to leave.

"Why are you here?"

Lady Myrine frowned at the question. He made her seem unwelcome. Evian realized this but before he could apologize or rephrase, his Mother interrupted in a gentle yet sharp tone.

"Have Tea with me."

Chapter 33: A Peek Into Myrine's Past

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Without training to keep her son busy yesterday, Lady Myrine was ready to invite Evian to spend the day with her. She quite enjoyed their talks. He was always so inquisitive about the world and not as nonchalant as he used to be before he... Died.

Imagine her surprise, and annoyance, when she was told Evian was no longer in the Estate. That he had left with Daria.

The Witch hadn't even had the courtesy to inform her that she was around and stealing her son away.

'The absolute galls!'

And then Myrine waited.

Waited for Daria to return with her son so she could give her a piece of her mind.

Night came and Daria's return was not reported.

Myrine started to worry. Only quelling her stress with the knowledge that Daria would never dare harm her son and also determined to hold the Witch accountable should he not return in one piece.

And then, when the moon was very high in the sky, she heard of Evian's return and even confirmed with the Guards at his door. She was ready to charge over and question Evian about his recent whereabouts but reason won out and she decided to wait till morning. Let him have his rest.

This morning, when she saw Evian fully dressed, she realized how close she had been to missing him again and it annoyed her again. That annoyance was showing despite how much she was trying to hide it.

Evian didn't protest to Tea time.

Sure, he had an agenda for the day but he could put it aside to ease the annoyance he could feel coming off his Mother.

Their destination was Myrine's favorite spot in the Estate; A Hut built in the middle of a lake and perfectly open to the cool breeze and sweet smell of nature.

A maid came over almost as soon as they arrived and placed a tea tray on the small table inside the Hut before Myrine and Evian took their seats opposite each other.

Evian took a sip of tea.

It was not his first time having tea with Myrine so he knew what he was expecting; A mild sweetness and a massive influx of a relaxing feeling.

Evian equated the feeling to what he sometimes got from getting high back on earth except in this world, his strong metabolism made sure his cognizance was not clouded.

"It's good," he said with a smile as he put the cup down, "As usual."

Myrine nodded in agreement and then eyed Evian's finger on the cup.

"Is that a Spatial Ring?" she asked. Noticing it for the first time.

"Huh? Oh yes," Evian said as he rubbed against the item he had robbed off Koln's corpse.

"Since when have you had it?" Myrine asked.

"Since Yesterday," Evian lied.

"From where?" Myrine asked.

"From my trip outside the Estate," Evian answered simply.

Myrine narrowed her brown eyes at him but she didn't ask any more questions and just took a sip of her tea.

"So- where were you headed?" she asked once she set her cup down.

"Hmm?" Evian said as he first tried a play at acting dumb.

Myrine noticed so she just repeated her question.

"Where were you headed? You know, before I got to your room earlier?"

"Sightseeing. Verdelen City is so beautiful and I wanted to take it in."

Myrine narrowed her eyes at him.

"You were going to see Daria again, weren't you?"

Evian shrugged.

"Not really-" he started to say but was quickly interrupted.

"What DID you two do yesterday?"

"Hmm?"

"What was so important she had to take you out of the Estate and you only got back at night?" Myrine pressed.

Evian's lips twitched at the intensity of her questioning.

"Something related to the Exorcism, I guess."

"You guess?"

"Yeah, I guess. I'm not well-versed in the Arcane arts after all." Evian said.

Myrine's brows furrowed even more than they already had.

"You don't have to be well versed in the Arcane Arts to know if something was Exorcised out of you or not."

"Oh, something definitely came out of me," Evian said with a suggestive smile.

Myrine's brows relaxed.

"Really?"

Evian nodded.

"Absolutely."

Myrine relaxed even more. She wasn't sure why she was detecting some sort of innuendo to her son's words but she considered the matter settled.

"Okay. Just be careful, dear."

"I will, Mother. I always am."

Myrine nodded with satisfaction.

"Good. And take some guards with you next time."

'I won't.' Evian decided secretly.

'If the handsome bastard who used to own this body had Guards following his every move, I doubt he'd have been able to do all the stupid things he did and he definitely wouldn't have been able to hide it from his family.

I'll at least hope to have the freedom to do MY own stupid things.'

Myrine noticed the faraway look in Evian's eyes.

"You want to leave, don't you?"

Lost in thought, Evian only caught the end of Myrine's words so he let out a confused sound.

"Huh?"

Myrine chuckled.

"It's always been like this."

"Always been like what?"

"You not wanting to spend time with me," Myrine said with a sad smile, "It's always been like this."

"Oh," Evian said.

'Not sure how to respond to that.'

Myrine put out her hands in placation with a few chuckles.

"I mean, it's fine. It's supposed to happen. It happened with Adrian. Even faster in fact because he was very eager to become a Knight.

But you- Because of your curse... We spent a lot of time together."

Evian said nothing. He had nothing to say and just took another sip of the narcotic tea.

"But eventually, you started pulling away. Taking trips out of the Estate always on your own," Myrine said with a faraway look in her eyes.

"You didn't like that," Evian said quietly.

Myrine shook her head.

"I was always worried. You were a frail thing and you never told me where you were going or who you were with."

'Well, I know who he was with. The bastard was pissing off a Local Lord.' Evian thought but did not say it out loud.

Myrine sighed.

"As far as I knew, you had no friends, no acquaintances, no cause. The Guards always spoke of you leaving them to walk off on your own and only returning many hours later.

At first, I feared you might be contemplating the worst."

Evian's eyes widened at Myrine's tone.

'Suicide? Well, he confessed to a crime on a recording so he truly could have been suicidal.' he thought.

"So what did you do?" Was what he actually said out loud.

Myrine shrugged.

"I tried stopping you. You protested and I gave in."

"Just like that?"

"You were in your final days. You had the right to decide how you wanted to spend it.

Besides,

Every time you came back from one of your trips, you just glowed with a sense of accomplishment. Whatever you were doing, it made you happy. I liked that"

'Ah, of course. The sense of accomplishment that comes with aiding a rebellion and robbing a Local Lord' Evian thought with a smile.

Myrine continued.

"You have no memory of any of that but you are already pulling away," she said with a smile and her eyes on Evian's face. A face whose features, perfect as they were, he took from her.

"You like me more than Adrian, don't you?" Evian asked her suddenly with a smirk.

Myrine shook her head with a smile.

"A good Mother doesn't show favoritism"

Evian chuckled.

"That's a Yes," he said.

Myrine opened her mouth to retort and then she shut it before shaking her head again.

"Adrian was strong. Excelling as a Knight and getting hailed as the rightful heir to the Estate.

You, however, needed my help. You needed more of my attention. I wish he understood that more"

"So you notice his jealousy too," Evian said with another sip of tea.

Myrine sighed.

"He'll get over it. Eventually."

'I doubt' Evian said in his mind as Myrine continued,

"But you're now strong too. Skipping over Orders, killing intruders. You might be getting Examined too." she said with a smile.

"Examined for what?" Evian asked.

"For the Martial Temple," Myrine said.

"Oh," Evian said remembering the topic. He heard it two nights before and talked about it with Daria the day before.

Myrine nodded.

"Your father is already considering having you join the temple too."

Evian raised a brow.

"And you're okay with that?"

Myrine smiled widely.

"I'm not THAT overprotective. I was a member of the Martial Temple myself."

"Really?"

"Of course. My Brother and I were taken off the streets of the Capital and raised by Knights of the Temple."

"You have a brother?" Evian asked with a very raised brow, "Why is this the first I'm hearing of him?"

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Chapter 34: Shopping For A Disguise And Taking A Detour

Myrine sighed.

"Myron and I- are not on the best of terms. He doesn't approve of certain choices I have made and I refuse to accept that he is any more than a hard-headed brat." Myrine said with sadness and a longing reminiscing of the good old days.

"Oh," Evian said, "I see."

"I mean I love him very much but we are just in different places at the moment. But I know he's well-" Myrine said.

"How do you know that?" Evian asked.

"He's family. I'll be contacted should something have happened to him. Myron is capable. He knows how to take care of himself." Marine said.

There was a long moment of silence that the two filled with more sips of narcotic tea.

"You should get going." Myrine suddenly said.

"What?" Evian was taken aback but his Mother waved him off with a smile.

"I can see you're itching to be out of here," she said.

Evian smiled.

"Actually, I'd like to learn more about you."

"Oh, don't patronize me, dear," Myrine said with a chuckle.

Evian shook his head.

"That's not what I'm doing. I'm just now realizing I've been too focused on learning about the outside world, I haven't learned about you or Lord Stygian." He said.

"Lord Stygian?" Myrine repeated with a raised brow and Evian corrected himself with twitching lips.

"Sorry, I meant 'Father'" he corrected.

Myrine nodded with satisfaction.

"Good. You need to get a handle on those slip-ups of yours.

Anyway, you can learn about my past some other day. Get going.

You shouldn't be stuck inside the Estate when you so clearly want to roam."

Evian smiled in appreciation as he refilled his tea cup and downed it in a single gulp before slowly getting up from his seat.

"I'll see you later, then. Mother."

Myrine glowed at the term he used to address her.

"Hey Evian?" she called as her son started making his way out of the Hut.

"Yes?"

"Take some Guards with you."

"I will," Evian said before he added in his mind,

'I won't.'

•••

Evian left the Stygian Estate on his own, unencumbered by an entourage of Guards and went deeper into Verdelen City. Still in the Stygian Territory.

'I'm willing to bet there's a manhunt for me in the Larnak Territory. I need some kind of disguise.'

Evian still remembered the directions Gillert had given him two nights ago; Viyeen Complex.

If that was some sort of secret meetup for the resistance, then it was wise he not bring along an angry horde of Larnak Estate Guards when he sought it out.

Finding somewhere to make a garment purchase was not hard. There were multiple shopping Emporiums (Large structures used by various Merchants for commerce) and Evian just went into the first he saw.

He had been garnering attention since he started walking the streets and that didn't stop even after he was in the Emporium. Ladies looked in awe of his looks and sometimes even giggled among themselves while the men either looked in admiration at the effect he had or with Envy that they did not have the same. Interestingly, sometimes it was both.

Not only was Evian handsome with eccentric features (his hair and eyes) but he was also dressed in expensive robes.

Evian ignored the men, winked at the women, and even wiggled his fingers at a few chosen ladies much to their swooning pleasure.

"What can I help you with Sir?" asked the Merchant clerk of stall Evian approached in the Emporium.

With his eyes looking around and observing, Evian tried to decide on what sort of outfit he wanted. There were all sorts being worn by the customers of the Emporium but none really gave the sort of 'cover' Evian was looking for. He was ready to ask for any generic hat when he spotted a man inside the stall he was facing.

"I want something like that." he pointed.

The Clerk looked surprised and his eyes moved towards the man inside the stall.

"Those are merchant robes. They'll cost you." the Clerk said and then he paused, eyed Evian's expensive clothes again, and decided to rephrase his words with a smile but he never got the chance.

"I'll pay what it costs. I want that." Evian said with a smile and a nonchalant wave.

The outfit Evian was pointing at was a complete robe without the partitions his current clothes had. It was long and quite garish but it was the headpiece that caught Evian's attention enough for him to want it; It was a Turban. Or at least Turban-like and complete with a sheet that fell down the back of the wearer's head.

'With that, I dare say only getting stared right in the face will get me recognized. Pair it with my Phasing and I should be able to walk around just fine.

Merchants must walk the streets of the City enough for it to not cause raised eyebrows. This is it!'

The stall clerk offered Evian a few choices. Evian picked a black one adorned with green designs. It looked expensive but the color combinations were muted enough to not draw too much attention.

"Don't forget the headpiece." Evian reminded with a smile.

The Clerk shook his head.

"Of course not.

That will be 100 gold coins."

Spatial rings are an interesting thing. With complete mental access to every object within, Evian could make a mental indication for a specific amount of the heaps of Gold coins within and only take out that amount.

With a flick of his finger, Evian dumped a lump of coins onto the counter. After a quick count (emphasis on quick) the Clerk confirmed the amount and smiled at Evian.

"Thank you for your Patronage. Do return."

"Maybe I shall," Evian said with a genuine smile.

He had Gold coins to splurge and was not shy about spending them.

It was fun to spend someone else's money. Especially if that someone was scum who tried to kidnap you. And even more, if this was after you've eaten and enjoyed their soul.

When Evian left the Emporium with his disguise inside his Spatial Ring, he was ready for his journey to the Larnak Territory but on a whim decided he had time for one detour.

He ran through the streets he recognized from yesterday with his destination being the quaint and well-built building Daria called home.

The compound was as quiet as it had been yesterday and Evian stepped into it confidently as he walked towards the door and gave it a gentle push to see if it would open.

Whatever inner workings were involved with the door, it did not respond to Evian's push.

'Hmm, locked.'

Evian used his Phasing spell on the hand still on the door and when it went through, he employed the spell on the rest of his body and walked into the Witch's home without a care for her privacy.

"Nggghhh-"

Almost immediately after Evian was on the other side of the door, a curious sound hit his ear and his eyes roamed until they fell on a curtain behind which the sound had originated.

'It's not Daria's voice. I've heard her moan enough to know it's not.' Evian thought as he followed the sound.

"Ohhhh-" the unseen speaker moaned again and there was a shaky struggle to the tone.

'It's not Daria but that sound IS familiar,' Evian thought and then grinned,

'Wait- It can't be!'

He pulled the curtain aside and confirmed his forming suspicions.

Behind the curtain was a dimly lit room with a raised platform in the middle. On that platform sat Lady Yvette of the Larnak Estate with her legs crossed beneath her and her eyes closed in concentration while her lips were pressed tightly together in an obvious attempt to stop the moans threatening to leak from her lips.

Daria stood behind Yvette, eyes closed as well, with her hands raised and a spell circle revolving slowly above the Mature Lady of the Larnak Estate.

Evian's lips stretched into an even wider smile.

"What are the odds?" he muttered.

Whether it was his muttered words or that his presence finally poked through Daria's concentration, the Witch's eyes snapped open and fell on Evian's face.

"Evian!" she called in surprise.

The call pulled Yvette out of whatever focused concentration she was in and she opened her eyes and beheld the face of the Perverted bastard who was the very reason she was even here today seeking the help of an Arcanist for her condition.

"You- What are you doing here?" Yvette asked with indignation and eyes wide with surprise.

Evian just smiled at her as he stepped into the room while he allowed his eyes to roam the two ladies within as well as the sparse furniture but it was on the face of Larnak's Wife his attention mostly fell.

"Truly, truly, what are the odds of me meeting you here, Lady Yvette?"

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Chapter 35: This Could Be You Soon {R-18}

Unlike yesterday when Evian had met her in her bath, Yvette was not nude but the gown she had on did show off her cleavage and give an enticing view of her large milky breast. Resting between her large peaks was an expensive-looking necklace embedded with jewels and obviously a statement of status.

Daria was dressed in her usual colors and usual style and the more she stared at Evian, confused as to how he had made it in here, the more her concentration slipped and the magical circle above Yvette faltered for it.

With every fluctuation of the circle above her, Yvette jerked.

"Evian, I didn't hear you come in," Daria said.

"I opted for a silent entry," Evian said as he stepped forward. The closer he got to Daria, the more her spell-casting faltered.

Yvette's brows furrowed at the familiarity she could detect between Daria and Evian but she was finding it hard to care when the magical circle above her neared total collapse.

"You idiot!" Yvette let out in annoyance, "You're ruining the ritual."

Somehow that made the top of her priority list. And not the fact that Evian was wanted by her husband and had killed many of her Estate Guards.

Evian stopped walking and raised a brow.

"What Ritual?" he asked.

Yvette opened her mouth and then stopped before pursing her lips angrily and clenching her fists while her shudders intensified resulting in strong tremblings of her breasts.

Evian paused and then let out a laugh.

"You can't be serious!" he said.

Yvette raised her chin with indignance.

"Serious about what?" she asked even though she could already guess what Evian was driving at.

Evian was finding it hard to curb his laughter but he got his words out.

"You're horny again?"

Daria finally dropped her arms and the spell circle she cast started to fade but she ignored it.

"What do you mean, 'Again'?" she asked Evian, confused.

Evian opened his mouth but Yvette interrupted him.

"It's of no consequence," she said.

"Oh, but I think it is. Clearly, yesterday was not enough for you." Evian said with a smile.

"How could it be?!" Yvette snapped.

Evian was not moved by her tone or her intensity. He just shook his head without losing his smile.

"You're really Greedy."

Yvette's eyes snapped to Evian's face with a very angry frown.

"Greedy? You interrupted me, left abruptly, and also caused so much ruckus running around my Estate that I never got a chance to get things going again."

"So you came here?" Evian said while his eyes roamed the room before resting on Daria's face. The Witch took a few steps back, confused at the interaction she was hearing and the fact that it hinted Evian and Lady Yvette had met already... In a sexual capacity even.

'How?' Daria wondered with wide eyes.

Yvette flushed at Evian's words and then recovered quickly.

"I didn't come for what you think I came for," she said.

Evian bent over with his face close to Yvette's while she kept her expression as natural and seething as she possibly could.

"And what do you think I think you came here for?" He asked.

Yvette opened her mouth to speak and then closed it, calming herself before she spoke.

"Not that it's any of your business but I am here to get a handle on my condition. Yesterday was a massive eye-opener for me.

No longer will I be a slave to my urges to the point of being vulnerable enough for a pervert like you to take advantage!"

Daria's eyes got even wider.

'Take advantage? What the hell am I hearing?' she asked herself but remained quiet.

"Hmm, so you're attempting another suppression then. I thought we agreed that wasn't healthy." Evian said.

Yvette sucked in a breath.

"Again, it's none of your business what I do with my body. My urges are mine to get rid of if I please," she said.

Evian straightened up. Taken aback.

"Get rid of?" he repeated before he looked at Daria,

"You can do that?" he asked.

Daria looked surprised that she had been pulled back into the conversation but she quickly recovered and shook her head.

"I can't get rid of emotions or urges. The Arcane arts don't work that way. The best I can do is figure out her triggers; nerves, synapses, and such so I can numb them with spiritual energy." she explained.

"So just another type of suppression," Evian said.

"But not reliant on my feeble self-control." Yvette retorted.

Evian laughed and shook his head. The situation was very reminiscent of the day before except there was now a witness to it all.

"All this just because you're neglected. You don't need to suppress your urges, you just need to be fucked silly," He said.

Yvette gasped at his crass words and when Evian walked past her toward Daria, she turned around to glare at him and give him a piece of her mind only to see Evian wrap an arm around Daria's waist.

Yvette's eyes widened as Evian pulled Daria towards himself and against his body but even more surprising to her was the fact that the Witch just allowed herself to be pulled.

Evian leaned in and nuzzled his nose into Daria's neck before giving her a small kiss much to the Witch's mewling pleasure.

When Evian pulled back, he addressed a surprised Yvette.

"Suppression is never the answer. Is it, Daria?" Evian asked. His voice was low and engaging.

Daria shook her head gently.

"No, it's not," she said and Evian captured her lips in a hard kiss.

His tongue slithered out of his mouth and teased Daria's lips until she let him in and he started a battle for dominance against the slumbering snake that was her tongue.

"Mmm," Daria was unable to help herself and moaned into the kiss while she raised her arms to grab Evian's back and pull even harder against him.

HEM HEM!*

The aggressive throat-clearing sound came from Yvette and she made it multiple times to call the two horny fellows in front of her to order.

Only after the third aggressive throat-clearing, did the fog of lust clear off Daria's senses enough for her to pull away from Evian and address the mature Lady of the Larnak Estate with an uncertain smile.

Yvette was glaring angrily at the lewd display of the two and Daria found herself feeling abashed.

"What?" Evian asked acting completely oblivious to the third presence in the room.

He hadn't even reacted to the throat-clearing. To him, they were just background noises that added 'character' to the scenery.

Daria placed a hand on Evian's chest to keep their distance.

"We should stop," she said. As sexually energetic as the Witch was, she still had shame to not hump a man in the eyes of a third party.

Alas, Evian did not share that aversion.

He rolled his eyes and gestured with his thumb at the cross-legged Yvette.

"You want to stop because of her? Oh please, She should be watching attentively.

Would probably do her some good to see someone actually get sexual satisfaction. Show her, there's still hope for her to one day feel the same." Evian said.

Yvette gasped but Evian had already recaptured Daria's lips to resume their kiss and was now walking them towards the large table at the end of the room. One of the few furniture present in the room at all.

The longer they kissed with Evian's hands roaming her body and giving her ass pleasure-inducing squeezes, the harder it was for Daria to care that there was a third presence in the room or that that third presence was fuming.

Yvette stood to her feet as the two waddled away. Her face was red with embarrassment and her large breasts trembled due to her movement.

"How dare you?" she said.

Evian ignored her.

As usual, she was all bark and no bite.

He pulled down Daria's gown until it was in a bundle around her waist and freed up her ample breasts to be handled by his eager hands.

As he squeezed the orbs and pinched the hard and pointy nipples, Daria pulled open his clothes to let her hands roam his chest before they went lower, dipping into his pants to grab his hard member and squeeze.

Evian groaned into the kiss while Daria was in awe that she could even do all this in the presence of a third party.

'What a rush!' she thought as her body shook with exhibitionistic excitement.

Eventually, she pulled away from Evian's lips and started to descend until her gown-covered knees hit the smooth padded floors of her Consultation room with her face level with Evian's crotch.

She pulled down Evian's pants and revealed his large and raging cock which two of her hands were unable to cover.

While Daria eyed the member in her hands, Yvette, standing a few feet away already shuddering due to her nymphomanic urges was in shock.

'Why is it so big?' she wondered.

Almost as though Evian had heard her thoughts, he looked over at her with a smile.

"Watch attentively," he said, "This could be you soon."

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Chapter 36: Herbert- You Bastard! {R-18}

Yvette just stood there as Daria let herself fall into the haze of lust. The Witch put out her tongue and started her fellatio by licking around Evian's large organ while he stood proudly, enjoying the sensation that was only going to get stronger.

Sure enough, licking graduated into sucking. Daria took the large head of the organ into her mouth and sucked while simultaneously teasing its small opening with her tongue, teasing and tickling Evian to get him close to releasing that fluid she was very eager to swallow.

The pleasure she was feeling, the satisfaction that came with the act she was currently performing wasn't new to the Witch but it wasn't any less intense. While one hand grabbed Evian's cock as she sucked, the other wandered downward toward her lower lips which were getting moist with arousal.

Evian placed a hand on Daria's head and let out a moan as he inched his member forward and fed even more of his length into her mouth.

Yvette, standing mere feet away, was unable to look away from the sight in front of her. She raised a shaky hand and touched her lips with eyes almost misty with nostalgia.

'When last did these lips wrap around a cock?' she thought sadly.

'When last did I feel a hand on my head, caressing me? Oh, Herbert- You bastard!'

As he enjoyed the feeling of Daria's lips around him, Evian half expected Yvette to turn around and leave the room and even Daria's home entirely. He was sure she wouldn't even have problems with the locked door.

Despite how empty Daria's compound had been upon his arrival, Evian was sure Lady Yvette had not come to the Stygian Territory all on her own. With a single call, she could have her Guard Entourage come over with a Carriage to take her back home, and yet- she just stood there with her eyes transfixed on the scene before her.

"Ngh!"

Evian was pulled out of his wandering thoughts when one of Daria's hands grabbed and cradled his hefty balls as she took even more of his organ into her mouth and down her throat.

Slurp* *Slurp* *Slurp*

As pushed far back as Evian's member was in the Witch's throat, she still found enough room to move her tongue around and make lewd slobbering noises.

Evian groaned and tightened his hand inside the locks of her hair with a small chuckle.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were putting on a show," he said.

With her mouth full, Daria was unable to give a vocal answer but she did roll her eyes to look up at Evian cheekily. The longer she sucked Evian off in front of a spectator, the bolder and more comfortable Daria became with Exhibitionism to the point where she was being very particular to perform in the eyes of Lady Yvette.

Noticing this, Evian let out a chuckle.

"Oh oh," he said, "I stand corrected."

Meanwhile, with every action she was, with the visible pulsations of Evian's large bulge in Daria's mouth and throat, the more 'excited' Yvette became.

On the surface, it appeared she had a choice to look away but in actuality, she was hooked.

Her hands began to move by involuntary prompts.

One went up to grab and squeeze one of her massive scantily covered breasts while the other reached down to press against her pelvis in a futile attempt to quell the tingling and itching she was getting.

SLURP* *SLURP* *SLURP*

As her slobbering over Evian's cock got louder and more aggressive, Daria's cradling of Evian's balls also hiked up in feel but as they neared the quarter of an hour mark, Evian grew weary and pulled back until his cock left Daria's mouth much to the Witch's disappointment.

The disappointment only lasted a minute though as Evian pulled her to her feet, grabbed one of her breasts, and sucked her erect nipple into his mouth.

"OHHHHH-"

Daria threw her head back as pleasure wracked through her and concentrated on her sopping center. She grabbed Evian's head and pulled him close his lips harder against her while she clamped her inner thighs together in a bid to scratch the itch of arousal.

Evian reached down and under Daria's bundled gown to lightly stroke her wet thighs before he urged them apart so his fingers could truly touch her moist nether regions and begin a teasing that would herald an intense climax.

Only two strokes and Daria got the message. Even as her mouth kept leaking out moans of pleasure in reckless abandon, she spread her legs and let Evian in.

Evian's teasing started from the labia and then his fingers pushed past those tight and plump pussy lips to start teasing the tight opening while his palm ground into her clit.

He took his lips off her breasts, straightened up to his full height of 1.9 meters, and pulled the Witch tight against his body.

Evian's actions with his fingers were covered by Daria's gown but the movement was clear enough to catch the eyes of an attentively watching Yvette whose breast squeezing was getting harder by the second.

The lady of the Larnak Estate bit her lower lip and released one of her breasts from the hold of her gown to truly dig her fingers into her own ample flesh.

Evian took his hand away from Daria's pussy only so he could take away the last of her clothing barrier by pushing down the bundled gown around her waist.

As her gown fell to the ground in a heap, Daria regained enough clarity to pull away from Evian and start taking off the upper part of his clothes. Revealing his impressive physique to her eyes and her touch.

"Mmmm"

With a sultry lick of her lips, Daria pulled and pulled at Evian's clothes until he took his hands off her body to allow himself to be stripped completely naked.

With a smile and a twinkle in the cold grey eyes, Evian turned Daria around so her back was pressed against his chest while he positioned them to be fully facing Yvette's fluttering eyes.

Daria moved herself slightly to the side and grabbed Evian's hard cock to stroke it in an obvious tease for an aroused Yvette.

"Ngggggghhhhh-"

With a drawn-out moan, Yvette freed her second breast and grabbed it with her second hand which she took off her pelvis as she fully leaned into the tingling arousal her body was going through.

Her eyes were focused on the show in front of her and what a show it was!

Evian grabbed Daria's breasts and squeezed and as he did, he had his eyes on Yvette and smiled when he saw she was mirroring him.

When he squeezed, she squeezed...

When he grabbed Daria's nipples and pinched them, Yvette did the same to herself while continuously finding it hard to stop herself from moaning.

Daria's eyes were closed as she arched her back and rested her head against Evian's chest even as her wrist movement sped up. She was very diligent with her strokes. Aiming to achieve what she had failed to achieve earlier with her mouth.

"Mmmm- Oh yes! You're... Mnghhh... Close... I- I can -Nghhh- tell- Ahn-"

Incoherent words flowed from her lips as she closed her eyes shit and fantasized about the moment Evian's seeds would come shooting out of his cock. Preferably on her stroking hand.

Alas, just like with her fellatio, Evian did not give her the satisfaction.

With ease, he picked her up, secured his hands in the nooks at the back of Daria's knees, and lifted her until she was above his hard and raging member that was almost standing vertically with veins of virility so very potent across its impressive length and stunning girth.

When she was lowered and the head of Evian's cock pushed apart her plump pussy lips to slip into her insides, Daria arched and pushed against Evian's hold to descend even faster and take the entire length.

'She took it all!' Yvette thought with wide eyes focused on the very region where Evian and Daria were joined.

The Mature Lady of the Larnak Estate was no prude. She had had sex enough times herself throughout her considerably lengthy lifespan. However, having been ever faithful to her husband, she had never been treated to the sight of a member as big as the one before her. Much less seen any lady take it in.

She watched and noticed as Daria's pussy stretched around the girth to take it in and could practically see the grip as Daria refused to let go even as Evian prepared to start the thrusting process.

Yvette lost herself in thought for a minute but was quickly called back by a series of sounds that also caused a spike in her already intense arousal.

PAH* *PAH* *PAH*

"Ahnnn!"

"Mmmmm!"

"Nghhhhhhhhhhh-"

With every thrust, Daria's breasts flopped up and down with a mesmerizing rhythm.

Yvette looked from Evian's large cock going in and out of Daria's sopping wet pussy, to Daria's expression of unbridled lust and finally stopped on Evian's face.

Evian winked at her and Yvette's knees shook...

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