A boy was sitting on a seat upholstered in black leather.
That young man had his head resting on his fist, while carefully looking at the contents of the table.
On a porcelain plate rested a dozen chocolate chip cookies.
Beside it, a cup of tea stead.
The boy couldn’t help but sigh.
"Lucia, my breakfast isn’t poisoned, right?" the boy said.
His green eyes shone with coldness as they rested on the maid.
"Of course not young master, who do you take for? I beg you, please, don’t make such crude jokes."
The maid’s seriousness and professionalism were impressive; she seed to have years of experience, sothing notable being so young.
"Alright," the boy said, while leaning forward and taking the cup of tea.
The young man blew on the cup, dispersing the steam and cooling the liquid’s upper surface.
With elegance, Lloyd took a sip.
Upon tasting it, he felt warmth entering his body, while a sweet flavor invaded his mouth.
After drinking half the cup’s contents, Lloyd left it on the table.
His eyes quickly turned toward the maid; his attitude had changed.
Lucia tilted her head, and a crooked smile broke her perfect mask.
Now the woman was panting, her cheeks had turned red.
"Aaah, how wonderful! It seems innocent you has fallen into my trap again. Your innocence is so beautiful," Lucia’s voice no longer sounded serious and professional; she seed like a different person.
Lloyd couldn’t help but feel a chill.
"Let’s see, tell , what did you use this ti?" the boy said while taking a cookie and biting it.
"Bellafoira Arapenta! A poison that can easily liquefy your intestines," she responded while caressing her cheek excitedly. "The cookies, however, contain poison from Gastias Hydriala, a mutated subspecies of a hydra, extrely venomous. A simple drop of this potent neurotoxin and you’ll be in a coma for life."
The woman hugged herself while her gasps beca more insistent.
Lloyd felt her attitude was more deadly than any poison; the secondhand embarrassnt she transmitted was lethal.
However, he knew the poison itself wasn’t dangerous to him.
"I see, this ti you used two different types of poisons, I see you were inspired this morning," the young man ntioned while finishing the tea.
Apparently, he was used to this scenario; it was like a little ga they had from ti to ti.
Though only Lucia found it amusing.
"That’s right, after all, last night I had a lot of fun, it was so stimulating... massacring those small and harmless soldiers, yes very fun."
"I’m sure you had a good ti, I won’t say it wasn’t a productive night either," Lloyd smiled slightly.
The amount of points he had obtained yesterday was more than acceptable; it wasn’t only due to completing a mission, but also thanks to the new thod of transcendence: the well of massacre.
Lloyd smiled while summoning the Mirror of Vainglory, he wanted to see how much he had improved since last ti.
Na: Lloyd Kaitos Morfeus.
Age: 12 years old.
Race: Half-breed - Human (75%) - Incubus (25%)
Title: Demonic Monarch of Chaos.
Traits:
[Necromancer] {awakened}
"It is the magical nature of the Kaitos family. It’s not like common necromancy; mbers of this family are capable of using their magical power to reanimate soul engines of the dead. This allows them, therefore, to summon undead without constant expenditure of magical power."
[Incubus Blood] {awakened}
"The Incubus blood in your veins is very special; its passive characteristic is that it makes the user noticeably attractive. But not simply their physique, but their entire essence will generate a fragrance of attraction at certain monts. This, however, also makes every conscious being lower their guard in their presence, making the user more trustworthy; people will feel an impulse to please or follow your wishes, though this is only sothing subtle that can be lost without appropriate asures, or accentuated if treated well."
"Incubi also have the ability to travel to the dream world through their astral body, and interact with other people’s minds. If this ability is worked on, soone could even alter an individual’s mind."
"Lastly, incubi have the ability to absorb sources of esoteric energy and synthesize it into their own."
Lloyd smiled while reading the description of his traits; the incubus trait is what had saved him from his illness.
In fact, Lloyd theorized it was never an illness.
Incubi are incapable of generating their own energy, they must absorb it from others.
It’s very likely Lloyd beca ill because of that.
However, knowing that, Lloyd managed to create a core of elental energy.
Using the incubi’s attraction toward other living beings, he was able to make the elental spirits around him let themselves be consud by him.
Lloyd assimilated the spirits, creating the spiritual core of darkness.
Apparently, mixing different elental natures causes these attributes to negate each other, becoming a neutral whole.
Lloyd associated this with when you mix different colors.
Thanks to that, Lloyd managed to create a core made of natural spiritual energy, which functioned as a conventional spiritual engine, with the extra of being able to use the sa arts as spirits.
Abilities:
[Mirror of Vainglory]
Rank: Tau
"The mirror shows information about its user. It’s capable of describing their state and traits."
[Eye of Envy]
Rank: Omicron
"The Eye of Envy allows its user to perceive reality and read it as if it were a book."
"By focusing on soone, pages of their history detach to show themselves before the omniscient eye."
"According to the user’s will, they can ’read’ the pages they wish. According to the bearer’s cunning, the uses are infinite."
"However, the eye is not capable of observing what has not yet been written."
[Constellation of Sloth]
Rank: Sigma
"The Constellation of Sloth offers its user the ability to make life simpler through overwhelming talent."
"The benefit the constellation offers goes beyond talent; it’s a learning ability so high it seeks to erase the need for effort."
"The user can awaken a {talent star} to complete the constellation. Each star represents a talent, and with each rank allows adding one more star."
"Stars have different qualities that indicate the intensity of talent: purple, blue, green, yellow, orange, red, golden, silver, white and black. The closer to black, the more intense the talent. You can obtain stars by completing missions or ranking up the ability; by combining lower level stars you can increase their rank."
Current talents:
Sword of Belphegor: Green.
Spiritual affinity: Red.
Empty Slot (2).
[Swamp of Gluttony]
Rank - Theta
"Manifests an aqueous abyss that rges with the ground forming a black and dense mud that extends up to 25 ters around the user. This mud is capable of absorbing objects and corpses, even being able to assimilate spiritual bodies like the soul or elentals."
"Each nutrient is assimilated for the user, but they can also decide to only store the consud matter."
"The bearer can also fuse stored resources to create amalgams, or even give life to new abominations."
"The control the user has over the resources they acquire and generate is absolute, which gives them great freedom to experint with their food."
Lloyd still rembered how he had obtained the Swamp of Gluttony: he had to level up the ability to be able to fuse his traits to enhance his ability.
The two traits and the power of gluttony made an extrely useful combination.
Now, he was capable not only of absorbing energy, but also an individual’s spiritual engine.
That ant each prey beca a constant power source.
Of course, that wasn’t unlimited; there was a maximum his weak body could handle, so he shouldn’t exceed it.
However, it wasn’t an inconvenience, since he could always create other creatures; in fact, he had already created artificial spirits.
[Chaos Record]
Second path of demonic transcendence: Well of Massacre.
"The user is capable of gaining V.P. every ti they destroy, kill, assassinate, intimidate, harm, etc. Rewards displays of violence with points. The more twisted the user or powerful the rival, the more reward they will receive."
"However, displays of rcy are penalized; if you leave a revenge incomplete, having the possibility to counterattack, you will be punished."
Lloyd bit another cookie.
He had had the Well of Massacre for a while; however, he hadn’t been able to use it until now.
The reason is because he had decided to fake his death.
He decided the best thing was to hide while becoming stronger and healing his body.
In the end he achieved the progress he desired; his body was no longer weak, at least not for a boy his age.
Though, the process to achieve those results was longer than he had expected.
Then, soone knocked on the door, pulling him from his thoughts.
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