{You have used one point on Seduction.}
{Seduction has evolved into Allure.}
{Allure (Active) – Instantly seduce a single person. Success depends on the level.}
{You have used one point on Allure.}
{Allure had evolved into Enchant.}
{Enchant (Active) – Gain total obedience over a single target. 100% successful upon physical contact.}
“Hmmm, I’ll leave it there.”
{You have used one point on Black Widow.}
{Black Widow has evolved into Death Order.}
{Death Order (Active} – A sufficiently chard target will die upon your command.}
“I might be able to use that.”
{You have used one point on Empower.}
{Empower has evolved into Demonic Might.}
{Demonic Might, Temptress, Command, Submission had all evolved into Queen’s Order.}
{Queen’s Order: You have complete dominion over anything loyal to you. You can relay orders from any distance. Loyalists will gain strength, experience, and power at your behest.}
“That will work.”
My eyes snapped open. It was nightti now. Even in this place, they kept a day and night cycle. Maybe, they felt it was important for the birth of the babies. Maybe, they just didn’t want to waste the magical energy needed to keep the lighting working in this place. I didn’t know, but even though I had no window, I was certain that the outside was dark.
I had been spending the last few hours playing around with my points. I had so many these days that it didn’t even feel like it mattered. I had already used half of them, and already I was a bit terrified by the skills I had gained. Anyone I touched could be controlled by . If I so wanted, they could die with a word. Perhaps I needed such skills. I thought about using the last three, but who knew what situation I’d end up in next, so I kept my options open.
“Your child is in another woman’s stomach, just like the previous ones. Why would we do anything differently?” I recalled the words of the woman from last night.
I should have been able to tell if she was lying. My Art of Manipulation had co from deception, and on top of being able to lie my way through everything, I was also able to tell if soone was lying. However, with her, there was absolutely nothing. While I didn’t attempt to use Seduction on her, I did allow my charm to reach its full. I saw no change in her. It was almost like the woman wasn’t even there. Did she have special skills that negated all of mine, or was she a doll controlled by soone else?
Either way, I was not able to decern the truth from lies, and I no longer had faith in this so-called organization. I pretended I bought into it, used my skills until she left thinking I was appropriately cowed. Then, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, waiting for this mont. I used Stalker to check up on Reinhart, and what I ultimately saw was nothing. Did that an he was dead, or they were trying to block him from ?
There were just too many questions, and I knew I wouldn’t get them from this woman who seed immune to skills and charm. That had already ssed with Illusions. That was my domain, and they tried to manipulate . The terrifying thing was that they had very nearly succeeded. No, they did succeed. I might have broken out of it, and been aware I was in it, but in the anti, I wasn’t certain what they had done with my body. This was sothing that shouldn’t have happened. Very powerful people would have been needed to do sothing like that to . They would regret it though.
I stood up and quietly got dressed. Then, I walked to the door. I had been in this room or a few rooms near it for nearly a year of my life. It was a prison, but it was a prison of my choosing. They never could hold . They probably had thought that was an exaggeration. I turned to the doorknob. At first, there was so resistance, but then it finally snapped open. Bondless, I could break from restraints and bindings easily.
I didn’t know how this special skill worked. Was it magic? Probably. I released mana and had it chop up, cut, or undo my restraints. Of course, there were plenty of tis I wanted to be restrained, and in those cases, it wasn’t like my bindings out slip. It was only when I committed to leaving and felt myself being prevented from doing what I wanted, that Bondless ca into play.
I’m sure there was soone out there who would see a lock on a door as sothing that didn’t qualify as a restraint, but it didn’t matter what they thought. My ability to use special skills was dependent on my point of view. If I saw sothing as sexual, it was sexual, and I could use sex-related skills. If I saw sothing as binding , then I could break through it. Perhaps if the lock had so kind of powerful magical resistance, they might have been able to keep trapped, but considering I had never attempted to leave my room without permission, they never prepared.
I stepped out into the dimly lit hallway, and then I picked the direction that Reinhart had previously led and moved along. I reached the first room observation room to see a woman in it. She was pregnant, her stomach bloated far larger than a human baby. She also appeared to be in a lot of pain, her face red and her breathing frantic.
I moved on, not paying her much mind. I moved from door to door. They were mostly filled with won, all at various levels of pregnancy. I touched my stomach bitterly. I was the only one present who wasn’t pregnant, and I was probably the only one who had wanted to be. I heard so words whispering from down the hallway, and I imdiately crouched by the corner.
“Have you taken care of the ss?” Soone asked.
“Yes… I did. It was really bad though.”
“It doesn’t matter. Once the room is clean enough, move the next subject in.”
“Y-yes…”
I heard a brief exchange and then waited as it sounded like they were walking in different directions. One person was heading my way. As soon as they hit the corner, my hand reached out and I grabbed their arm. They couldn’t even let out a sound of alarm before I released Enchant. It appeared to be so kind of scientist. At least, he wore what seed to be a unitard. Was he a janitor? He didn’t seem to be an alchemist. His eyes imdiately went slack, and he turned to , a look of adoration on his face.
“Mistress…” He whispered.
“My children, where are they?”
“I do not know anything.” He answered honestly. “I just clean the place.”
There were previous levels of seduction where he might have been terrified of telling the wrong answer. A beguiled person could be unreliable. So would lie just to please their mistress. My upgraded seduction seed to move far past that. He was completely under my control. Even if I told him to die, he would just die.
I clenched my teeth. “Is there an office? Is there a place they keep the paperwork?”
“Um… yes… I have a key…”
“Lead ,” I ordered.
The man imdiately turned and walked. He only looked back to make sure I was following him. Once again, my seduction once worked where the guy might be flustered or falling over himself, desperately sneaking more peaks of the one he loved. Queen’s Order seed to iron out all of these details, or maybe it ca from Enchant. Either way, he followed his orders completely.
We moved down a couple of hallways, leaving the section with the observation windows and entering an area that looked a bit more comfortable. Even in a world of fantasy, an office space looked like an office space. The man pulled out a long chain of keys and then opened a doorway that lead into a room filled with cabinets. There were at least fifty wooden cabinets and shelves. They contained scrolls on them, not binders or sothing easy to look through. I gave him a side look.
“You wouldn’t by chance know where my file is, do you?”
“Wh-what’s a file?” He asked.
I shook my head. “Keep guard.”
I began at the beginning of the piles, hoping that with a na like Aria, I’d be in the front of the list. Perhaps I was lucky, as I only reached the second cabinet by the ti, I found my na. I pulled off the string binding it and unrolled it, then started to scroll down the information.
“Aria is typically passive and restrained. Although she can be dangerous in the correct circumstances, those dangers have all been pacified. She had been acting wild and problematic of late. It is of our opinion that her frequent requests should be denied, and a stronger hand should be used.” I read out loud before making a face.
It was only the last thing written about . There was an entire five-foot scroll with frequent updates speaking of my behavior. At first, there seed to be so anger over killing soone’s brother during my capture, and then there were more positive statents as I was producing offspring and making them all rich. As the scroll went on, those sentints beca increasingly negative. In particular, a specific, writer had seemingly taken over in the last few entries. They signed their na under each statent. The na looked familiar to . I cross-referenced it to the na of the person I had seeming killed.
“It seems like soone was promoted.” I snorted.
Was that all it was about? That person who had been cut down while they captured was the brother of soone here, and that person was promoted to a director position, and had a personal hatred for ? I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. In so ways, it made relieved that this was such a aningless thing. On the other, they had inconvenienced my life, and I didn’t like it at all.
I was just about to roll it up and put it back when I noticed the back of the scroll also had writing on it. This was a log as well, but this one was instead a log of my pregnancies.
“First-generation demons are far too difficult to bother with. No demon families want to take care of so other bloodline. There is no profit in creating new demon bloodlines. Unless a first-generation demon has been financed, terminate them.” As I read the last line, my blood went cold.
There were dates and species. If the species was one of the ones they requested, the numbers continued. However, if it was one of the ones I had slept with for fun, at so point there was the writing after it in red ink. Terminated.
Sli baby – terminated
Morgawr baby – terminated
Illiad baby – terminated
I desperately scrolled up the list.
2nd Generation Goblin baby – terminated.
The scroll fell from my hands, and I took a horrified step back. It had all been an illusion from the beginning. If they showed a pregnant woman and said that she had my goblin baby in it, or any monster, how would I know? They kept a few of my children and showed them to from ti to ti to placate , but they had done that less and less.
Now I knew why they had been making it harder and harder. They didn’t have anything to show in the first place. At so point, they had decided demons that didn’t belong to so already existing and established line weren’t worth replenishing. They had been killing them, one after another, only caring about the lines people were paying for, and rely humoring . Maybe the others were just a curiosity for them. Maybe they experinted on them or cut them up and put them into jars.
“Do you understand now?” A voice ca from behind , and I turned around to see that woman standing there. “We own you.”
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