My SuperVillain System: Building Legion of SSS-Ranked SuperHeroines Chapter 62- Why do heroines have their memories intact? (2)

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Lira’s foot faltered—just slightly—but enough to make the ladle at her waist jingle against her apron. Her breath hitched. She didn’t turn.

Silence stretched, taut as a drawn string.

"I... I..." she tried to speak, but the syllables dissolved on her tongue. Her lips parted again.

"I-I d-don’t..." she whispered, the words barely ford, tumbling out like a child’s first attempt at sound. "I d-don’t kn-know y-you..."

Cruxius’s eyes narrowed. He saw the way her shoulders curled inward, how her hands gripped the fabric of her apron—wringing it like a soaked cloth.

What confird it for him even more were the breaks in her words, the syllables coming in pieces, revealing to him a habit he was oddly familiar with—one that surfaced whenever she was overwheld by emotion, especially anger and fear.

’So, she did have mories’, Cruxius thought, observing everything. Lira did, indeed, retain her future mories.

Her reactions confird it, making him close his eyes briefly before opening them again and stretching out his hand.

"I ant, you must’ve seen on the news, Miss Lira," he said—his tone polite, neutral, but pointed. "I’m the heir of Blac Corporations."

"I-I will bring another bowl..." Her voice trembled as she hastily moved away, practically fleeing toward the safety of the kitchen without sparing him a second glance.

’...System’, Cruxius called out, eyes narrowing as he looked at Lira’s disappearing back—first Sugar and now her.

What has awakened their past life mories?

In Sugar’s case, he had initially assud she possessed so kind of dormant ability that allowed her to regress, just like him.

But now, seeing Lira—who never showed signs of being a potential superhero—made him highly doubt that theory. Sothing else was at play here.

Ding

A sound rang out before a window popped up in front of him, showing Lira’s status.

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[Status Window: Lira]

Rank: Unspecified

Role: Owner of this curry shop

Ability: [Hearts Over Heaven] – Rank: SSS

If any individual harbors a greater love for the User than the User does in return, all abilities of equal or higher rank possessed by the User are copied and bestowed upon them, including this ability.

- This effect transcends ti, life, and death.

- The only qualifier is the depth of love surpassing the User’s own.

- Activation is automatic and cannot be resisted by either party.

- Even if love diminishes for a mont due to so reason, the ability will consider the weight of love between each of them and activate automatically.

Core Stats:

Strength: D

Agility: D

Endurance: C

Intellect: B

Charisma: A

Libido: C

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’!?!’

’Shit.’ Cruxius stared at the status window hovering before him. It was as if his entire past life flashed before his eyes.

Every single mont replayed—this world, which he thought would offer him a chance to make things right, had just thrown a teor in his path.

Lira possessed an ability far surpassing anything he had ever seen—except for that one temporary boost in his own ability.

’...System, why does her ability sound similar to Heart Sync?’ he asked, though he already suspected the answer.

Composing himself, he leaned forward, supporting his chin with a knuckle. If his interpretation of the ability’s description was correct, then chaos was imminent.

And he would be at the center of it.

[Affirmative. It is similar to so extent. However, Heart Sync is an optimized and upgraded version, synthesized specifically for the Host.]

’...Upgraded version? Exactly of what?’ Cruxius’s patience wore thin. It seed the system had withheld so important facts—ones he now understood.

According to the description, Lira’s ability functioned like a transfer chanism.

Much like his, it was driven by the depth of love—but in her case, anyone who loved her more than she loved them could receive her high-ranked abilities, including the SSS-ranked Hearts Over Heaven.

Unlike his ability, which had specific conditions—such as a minimum love threshold, rank scaling, exclusivity, and manual control—Lira’s was completely automatic.

There were no safeguards.

Anyone, even for a fleeting mont of deep love, could inherit her powers.

What truly struck him was the similarity: the ability’s persistence through ti and death. Just like him, her abilities transcended life itself.

Even after dying, her inherited powers could remain or suddenly activate in others.

And that’s exactly what happened with both Sugar and Lira, who had regained their past life mories.

To put it simply, when he revealed to Lira that he had killed her sister, feeling betrayed, her love for him may have diminished montarily—less than the love he held for her.

This imbalance may have caused her ability, to transfer to him and activate automatically once her love returned to a level where she again loved him more.

This created a balanced cycle: her ability, like malware, first transferred to him. Then, when her love exceeded his again, she not only took it back but also absorbed his temporarily ranked-up version of the ability.

Not just her—every woman who loved him more than he loved them would have gained his ability.

Even though the circumstances forced him to sacrifice them, the activation of this ability transferred his SSS boosted ranked Black Loop ability, and they would naturally retain their future mories.

Unaware of Lira’s ability, he had made a huge mistake.

And it was a big one.

[Heart Sync is the upgraded version of Lira’s SSS-rank ability, which the system evolved after careful observation.]

’So, you were with all along,’ Cruxius realized, hearing how the system had waited for the perfect mont—when the conditions were t and Lira’s transferable ability had passed to him—before awakening and upgrading itself.

Now, he began to question whether the system was truly helping him or rely using him.

[Yes, the ownership of the system has been transferred to Cruxius Blac from his mother, ***** *.]

’Urgh—’ Cruxius suddenly heard a sharp voice in his ears, the final symptom. It wasn’t just loud or irritating—it felt like sothing had seized his mind, stopping him from hearing the na.

’Damn it... again.’ And he knew exactly what this curse was.

"Master? Are you alright?" Darithi inquired, seeing the slight frown on her master’s face. Noticing his hand rubbing his thumb, she realized he must have again tried to recall his mother’s na.

A na that everyone knew and could call out except him—a type of trauma or sothing burning in his mind whenever he tried to call her na.