Royal Capital, First Ring...
Gilbert's Inn...
Inside the bustling inn, a vibrant atmosphere filled the air as people enjoyed their meals, drinks, and the melodic tunes of music. Among the crowd, one man sat aloof, a lone figure occupying an entire table at the top left table of the inn.
This formidable presence was none other than Anon himself, disguised as the bespectacled man back from the lab. That he killed.
Meanwhile, Mike and Silkky observed from a distance, their eyes fixed on Anon's every move.
A strikingly handsome waiter approached Anon, exuding an undeniable charm that could enchant any woman in an instant.
Anon's gaze didn't waver as he employed his own abilities to assess the waiter, named Mavrick, an incubus demon with a beguiling aura.
With a mere glance, Anon could discern Mavrick's demonic nature, his level, mana, and even his intentions.
[Name: Mavrick]
[Class: Incubus]
[Race: Demon]
[Level: 42]
[Mana: 9000/9000]
[HP: 18000/18000]
[Remark: Wants to talk with you in private.]
'Jackpot.'
Mavrick possessed a unique ability that Anon recognized—a way to distribute a mysterious drug, sought after by many, which granted pleasure beyond compare. However, such a drug was strictly regulated, and members were limited to one extra dose per month.
"Can i have your order, Sir ?" He asked with a smile.
To acquire the extra dose of this precious drug, members had to come to the inn and convey specific words to the most attractive waiter, Mavrick.
"Ah, yes. I would like to have the usual," Anon responded casually.
Mavrick motioned for Anon to follow him to the second floor, and Anon signaled Mike and Silkky to do the same, secretly.
Together, they reached a room on the second floor, and as they entered, Mavrick closed the door behind them.
Anon surveyed the room and noticed only two chairs placed in the center, facing each other.
"Sit," Anon commanded.
Without hesitation, Anon seated himself, and Mavrick mirrored his actions.
"What's your problem, S-67? Speak your mind," Anon demanded, his temper unshaken.
Mavrick seemed taken aback by Anon's calm demeanor. "What do you mean?"
"You claimed you wouldn't return for three months after taking extra doses for the next three months, and yet here you are, asking for more. I must report this to our master," Mavrick explained, taking out a white crystal and moving towards the window.
Anon smirked, seeing an opportunity to exploit Mavrick's devotion to the master.
Click
[Speak]
An ominous sound resonated from the crystal.
"Sir, I want to report someone."
[Name]
The voice was deep and resolute.
"His name is S-67, and he took three extra doses in advance this month, but he's still here for more," Mavrick reported.
[Where are you right now?]I think you should take a look at
"Yes, Sir?" Mavrick replied, puzzled.
[I asked, where are you right now?]
"Sir, I am in the inn. Is there a problem?"
[Are you with S-67 right now?]
"Yes, Sir. Is there a problem?"
[Run now, Mavrick.]
"Sir?" Mavrick's confusion grew.
[S-67 is dead, and I am standing in front of his lifeless body right now. The one with you is an imposter. Run away now of you want to live.]
Fear washed over Mavrick, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he turned to face the figure behind him.
The S-67 he had known was gone, replaced by someone else entirely different.
"Hello, Maverick," Anon greeted him with a psychopathic grin.
"H-Help m-" Mavrick's plea was cut short as Anon seized his face and pinned him to the wall, snatching the crystal from his grasp.
"Hello, motherfucker. Can you hear my voice?" Anon taunted.
[Anon]
"Oh, so you know me," Anon responded with a surprised expression.
[I do. Why don't you leave the Incubus, and we strike a deal?]
"What deal?" Anon inquired.
[You are powerful, very powerful, but still just a kid. Join me, and together, we can rule this world with my army of undead.] He spoke.
Anon smirked. "I've already made a mess of your pathetic army."
[That was nothing, Anon. It's a mere fraction of my true force. If I unleashed my army upon this world, everything would crumble in seconds. But I don't want to rule the Undead. I desire dominion over the living.]
"Sounds like a cool plan, but my schedule is packed, you see. I don't have time for world domination, i have got bitches to fuck and I don't work with partners." Anon retorted with a wicked smile.
[Leave the Incubus, Anon. I want him.] Mavrick pleaded, his voice was desperate.
"Well, hearing that only makes me want to kill him even more," Anon replied, eyeing the Incubus with a psychopathic smile.
[Kill him, and blood will be repaid with blood.] Killing intent clearly audible in his tone.
"Oh, we'll see about that," Anon said as he shattered the crystal, severing the connection.
In the dark underground laboratory of the Nightmare Forest...
Crack
"Damn you, Anon," the blond man roared as he, too, crushed his crystal in frustration.
Undead servants collected the lifeless bodies of the girls Anon had killed.
"S-001, my precious, I'll avenge you. Go and butcher her," he ordered, directing his fury at the dead body of the lady in charge.
"Sir, every room is destroyed, and the butchering chamber is in ruins. The corpses are of no further use," a masked figure informed.
"Damn it! Find out where he lives and send a horde of undead to slaughter his entire family," the blond man commanded.
"Sir, there's something written on the wall. You should see this," the masked figure informed.
Curiosity piqued, the blond man entered the adjacent room, where a message was scrawled in blood on the wall, and 20 dead bodies were hung under the Message.
'COME AT ME WITH EVERYTHING, BITCH.'
"Oh i will, Anon."
A sinister smile crept across the blond man's face, a chilling realization dawning upon him—the confrontation with Anon would be nothing short of an epic clash of powers, and the world would bear witness to their cataclysmic battle.
"So, Maverick. How about you start talking now?" Anon said, releasing the incubus Maverick from his grip.
"I-I don't know anything." He said with a scared expression on his face because after what he listened from Anon's talk with his master, he is going to die at any moment now.
"Yeah, I expected that one. Come here," Anon commanded, employing his formidable skill...
"No, please don't kill-"
His eyes glowed with a captivating shade of purple, and Maverick's eyes mirrored the same color.
"Now, here. Drink this," Anon instructed, making a small cut on his arm and offering it to Maverick to drink his blood.
"Yes, as you command master." Maverick, entranced under Anon's Hypnosis, obeyed his commands without question.
[One new Target found under the skill
[Would you like to execute the skill on the target?]
Screens popped up in front of him.
'Yes.' Anon commanded.
[Maverick's Mind Corruption: 0%]
[The Demonic crest has taken effect, all the skill effects Against demons will get a 75% boost]
[Maverick's Mind Corruption: 75%]
As soon as this screen popped up in front of anon a smile appeared across his face.
"Wow. I almost forgot about this demonic crest," Anon remarked, glancing at the glowing red crest on the back of his hand.
"Now, the last part," Anon said, placing his hand over Maverick's head.
"Feed me your precious memories." He said as a smirk appeared on his face.
'I feel like a super villian at this moment.' Anon thought in his mind.
Memories surged into his mind, but this time, something felt different.
The stress of devouring a demon's memories far surpassed that of consuming a human's.
A severe headache plagued Anon as he continued to consume Maverick's memories.
[Level Up]
'I leveled up by eating a Demon's memories. My level now won't increase even if I kill high-grade monsters. It only increases when I eat memories.
If I want to fight the God's representative, I must level up. It's time to move to the elf kingdom.
They've lived for god knows how many years, and if I eat their memories, my leveling up process will get a massive boost,' Anon contemplated.
After devouring all of the incubus's memories, Anon stepped back and observed Maverick's bewildered expressions.
Maverick now knew neither who he was nor what he was. With all his memories gone, he stared at the world like a newborn offspring.
Anon once again placed his hand on Maverick's head.
"Let me give you back your memories, so you don't look like a fucking idiot," Anon declared.
"Huh...? Please don't kill me. I'll do anything you want," Maverick pleaded as he got his memories back, his voice trembling with fear.
"Good, now be a good kid and stay in this room until I tell you to leave. Do you understand?" Anon said, his eyes glowing purple.
"Y-Yes."
Satisfied with his work, Anon exited the room and found Mike waiting outside.
"Where is Silkky?" Anon inquired.
"She is keeping an eye on the stairs, master," Mike reported.I think you should take a look at
"Good. You go inside and keep your eyes on that incubus. We will leave once I get that succubus," Anon commanded as he headed toward another room.
'According to his memories, this inn also serves as a brothel, and at the end of this corridor is a room where that succubus pleases men for money,' Anon deduced as he stopped in front of the last room.
Moaning sounds emanated from inside the room.
"Here goes..."
Bam
Anon kicked down the door to the room.
"Surprise, motherfuckers!" he proclaimed as he stormed into the room.
As the dust cleared, two figures were revealed within the room.
A succubus was astride an old man. She possessed a mesmerizing face, deep emerald eyes, short black hair, two black horns, a pair of black wings, and a long, pointed tail.
"Human, how dare you come inside without permission?" she declared, her emerald eyes narrowing as her teeth sharpened.
"Oh, you look even more beautiful now," Anon quipped with a grin.
"Pay for your sins," she hissed, lunging at Anon with her sharp nails.
[Opponent has used the skill
[No effects were triggered due to the class 'Cerebraxis'.]
Anon responded by activating a skill of his own.
The moment she closed the distance, Anon immobilized her in mid-air.
"Huh..? Why... can't I move?" she struggled to use her hands and legs, but she remained suspended, unable to move any part of her body except her mouth.
"You... Out," Anon commanded, pointing toward the old man.n𝑜𝒱𝔢/𝓁𝕓-1n
"Y-Yes... But my money?" the old man asked, glancing at Anon nervously.
Anon turned his gaze upon him, exuding an aura of bloodlust.
"Y-You can keep it... I am sorry," the old man stammered, fleeing from the room.
"What a coward? Just a moment ago, you said you'd do anything for me," the succubus exclaimed, her face contorted with disgust.
"I have a family...byeeee," he called out from a distance, hastily leaving the inn.
"What do you want?" the succubus asked.
[50% Mana Remaining]
A screen appeared before him.
'What? 50%? As I level up, my skills require more mana to work perfectly,' Anon pondered for a moment before refocusing on the succubus.
"I want you, Lilith," Anon declared, releasing her from the telekinesis.
Thud
"Ouuchhh....Oucchhh. Are you an idiot? Why would you drop me like that?" the succubus complained.
"Come with me, or die here," Anon warned, bending down to look at her face closely.
"Why should I come with you?" the succubus challenged, standing up.
"Are you stupid? Did you not hear what I just said? I will kill you if you don't come with me. You're one stupid ass succubus, or did you become dumb after having too much sex?" Anon taunted.
[He is definitely stronger than me. I can't win alone. I have to call for backup.] Lilith strategized, unaware that Anon was eavesdropping on her thoughts.
"Okay, I will come with you, but can I at least get my clothes?" she requested.
Anon smiled and replied, "Okay."
"I will just go and get my clothes," Lilith stated, moving towards a nearby cupboard and pulling out some clothes. However, as she retrieved her garments, she discreetly activated a hidden lever concealed behind them.
The lever triggered a chain reaction that reverberated throughout the ground floor of the inn.
Upon the completion of the reaction, a bottle of wine tumbled from a shelf behind the bartender.
The bartender was a fearsome beastman with black fur, a muscular physique, and imposing biceps. An eye patch covered his right eye, revealing the mark of a scar beneath it.
Upon spotting the fallen bottle, the bartender swiftly headed toward a door situated behind the counter.
Knock-knock
"Boys, we have a problem in the last room," he announced, knocking twice on the door.
Inside Lilith's room...
"What's taking you so long? Don't expect to call someone to come and help you," Anon acted cautiously, fully aware that she had already summoned assistance.
"Don't worry, I'm just taking my clothes out. Who can I even call from my cupboard?" she replied, laughing towards Anon to deceive him about her plan.
Lilith proceeded to put on her clothes.
"So, what do you need me for? Sex or money? Don't tell me you don't love me, do you?" she asked coyly.
"Shut up and wear your clothes. You will be the last thing I show love in this world," Anon retorted, his face contorted with disgust.
Thump-Thump
Footsteps echoed from downstairs.
"Heh..." A smile abruptly appeared on Anon's face.
'Today, I will test if I can influence someone else's mind through extreme brutality,' Anon contemplated.
"Oi, Lilith. What's the problem?" a deep, dense voice sounded from behind Anon.
Anon turned and saw a massive beastman covered in black fur, accompanied by a group of other beastmen wielding an assortment of intimidating weapons.
They resembled a group of ruthless street thugs.
"Hahaha, now speak, human. What were you saying, huh? You want to take me?" Lilith provoked, moving to the side where the beastmen stood.
"Is he the one causing you problems, Lilith?" the beastman beside the bartender inquired.
He brandished a morningstar and was fully covered in brown fur. Swinging the weapon like a toy, he exuded an air of confidence.
"Yes, he said he wants to take me with him," Lilith informed the beastman, complaining about Anon.
"Oi, you-" the bartender began, but the brown fur beastman cut him off.
"Boss, let me handle this. I will explain it to him."
"Okay, go," the bartender acquiesced, giving him the chance to make a bold impression on the group.
The newcomer was eager to prove his mercilessness and secure his place in the group.
"Oi, what is your name, human?" he asked Anon, approaching him with the morningstar swinging.
"I am-" Anon started, but once again, the brown fur beastman interrupted.
"What? I didn't hear it. What did you say your name is? Huh... did you say Garbage? Well, your mama gave you a good name. It suits that crap face of yours. Hahaha," the beastman taunted, laughing loudly.
"Hahaha.... This new guy is funny."
"Yeah, he is savage."
"Well, I brought him into the group. He is my cousin."
The other beastmen behind Anon praised the new member's antics.
"Listen, Garbage-faced guy. You better leave this place before I tear you into so many pieces that you'll actually look like a garbage can. Now leave and never step back into this inn," the beastman threatened, drawing his face close to Anon's.I think you should take a look at
"Hah... What can I say?" Anon replied, touching his temples.
"Looks like the human kid is already scared. Let him go, Paul, or he'll shit in his pants... Hehehe."
"...or maybe he already shitted in his pants. Hahahaha...." The beastmen laughed, mocking Anon.
Thump
"Huh...?" Anon suddenly grabbed his face with his hand and pressed his fingers together.
"What were you saying?" Anon inquired, increasing the force until his skull began to crack.
*Ahhhhhhhhh.... Leave me. He is killing me. HELP!" Paul's agonizing cries for help filled the room.
"Hey, look, Paul is pretty good at this joking shit. Hahahaha."
"Nice acting, Paul. Heheheh."
"H-He is not acting. Look, there is blood coming out of his nose," Lilith observed, alarmed by the blood trickling from Paul's nose.
Everyone in the room noticed Paul's condition and the blood.
"HELP!... HELP ME!" Paul cried out.
Amidst the revelry, Anon simply observed Paul's struggles while smiling.
Thump
Someone tapped Anon on the shoulder.
"Hmmm...?" Anon turned to see the black fur beastman behind him.
This man was none other than the bartender himself.
"Would you mind letting my boy go, buddy?" the bartender inquired.
"What if I don't?" Anon replied, sporting a smile.
"Then I'll beat you up, real bad," the bartender threatened.
"HELP!..." Anon released Paul.
The moment Paul was set free, he began crawling on the ground, clutching his nose in agony.
"You fucking.... Bastard. I will kill you. Just you wait," Paul vowed, trying to suppress the pain with his hands.
Anon rose from his chair and picked up Paul's morningstar from the ground and gave ut a good swing around.
"Let's see if this thing actually works or not," Anon remarked, pulling the morningstar behind his back and propelling it towards Paul's face with all his might.
Boom
Upon impact, the morningstar struck Paul's face, causing instant death. Moreover, the force of the blow propelled his face through the ceiling of the ground floor.
Boom
Boom
Anon continued striking Paul's body with the morningstar until it became an unrecognizable mess.
"Wooh, satisfaction, so what were you saying again ? Something about killing me huh ?" Anon declared with a satisfied smile as he looked at the other members of the group.
All the other members got scared to death after watching this scene unfold before their eyes.
"I-I want to go to my mama." One of them said as he pissed in his pants.
"Kid, who are you and what do you even want ?" The bartender asked with a serious expression on his face.
"Kid, who are you really? And what the hell do you want?" The bartender asked.
"This one asked for my identity. Look at him now. You sure you want to ask it again?" Anon said, pointing towards Paul's lifeless body.
"Okay, I won't ask anything about your identity, but what is it that you want from us?" The bartender inquired.
"I want that succubus," Anon declared, pointing towards Lilith.
"You can have her. Just spare our lives," the bartender pleaded as he and his companions backed away from the succubus.
"What? You guys are going to leave me too? I gave you all of my money every damn time, and you are going to abandon me just like that?" Lilith questioned, hurt by their desertion.
"Lilith, the human is stronger than any of us. Didn't you see what he did to Paul? I want to go to my children without getting hurt," one of the beastmen reasoned.
"Lilith, you have to go with him, and we can't do anything about it. Sorry," the bartender spoke with a solemn expression.
With that, all of them exited the room.
"Seems like I can affect people's minds by showing brutality," Anon mused.
"You want to know about him, don't you?" Lilith asked, her expression neutral as if something triggered in her mind.
"Hmm...?" Anon wondered what she was talking about.
"That guy, who Mav works for, right?" she continued.
"Oh, you know something about him?" Anon asked, genuinely surprised.
"Yes, he has blonde hair and wears glasses," she disclosed.
"Here I thought that no one knows about this motherfucker. Tell me everything about him," Anon demanded.
"I don't know too much, but ten years ago, he started coming to this inn. Whenever he came, he would book me for the whole night. He had money, too much money. He always talked about weird stuff..."
"What weird stuff?" Anon interjected.
"Once he said that death should have no control over anyone. Everyone should be free from death, and that he would create something one day that will have no control of death over it."
'Well, he did create something similar,' Anon pondered.
"He was always angry. Whenever I asked him what happened, he always said one thing. Experiment Z-09 failed again. I never wanted to ask him what that was because we have a policy—just lighten the customer's mood, don't get into their private shit.
He came to the inn regularly for three months. Every night, he would have sex with me all night long, not even giving me time to rest, and then he would leave early in the morning. But before leaving, he always collected my cum in a small glass bottle.
After three months, he stopped coming to the inn. Two months passed quickly, but I never saw him again. Just when I thought I'd never see him again...
Suddenly, one day, he came to the inn with blood all over his clothes. Not his blood.
When I asked him what happened, he looked at me with a menacing smile. Those eyes, I can never forget them. It's like he has found the keys to destroy the world... He only said two words to me that day and left the inn... Without even having sex." Lilith recounted.
"What two words?" Anon asked with curiosity.
"He said.... 'Experiment successful.' and left. Then the next day, he came back with Maverick, my brother, and proposed a deal to both of us. We both would give him our cum daily, and he would pay us money in return." Lilith added.
"Did he ever tell you clearly what experiment he was working on?" Anon inquired.I think you should take a look at
"No, he never talked about what experiment he was conducting. But when I saw him last time, he had a photo in his hands that he left here."
"What photo? Show me," Anon said.
'Master..' Mike contacted Anon through psychic connection.
'Yes, Mike. Is there a problem?' Anon asked.
'Yes, master. This place is about to blow up. An explosive spell just got triggered. We have 20 seconds to leave. The explosion will destroy everything in a one-kilometer radius.' Mike reported.
'Okay, take that incubus and get out of the building. You too, Silkky.' Anon commanded.
'Yes, master.' Both Mike and Silkky responded.
"Let's go," Mike said as he grabbed Maverick from his chair and hoisted him up.
"H-Hey... Where are you taking me? Ahhhh-"
Mike swiftly ran and leaped out of the window.
Silkky exited through the front door.
"We have to leave," Anon said as he picked up Lilith in his arms like a princess.
"W-What? H-Hey, I am a girl; you can't do that..." Lilith protested, her face turning red.
'What a strong human? He picked me up just like that. Will he now put me to bed and awww... I can't think properly; my body is going into heat,' Lilith's thoughts raced with embarrassment.
Anon jumped out of the room's window with Lilith in his arms.
Anon activated the skill, and his whole body was engulfed in fire. When he landed on the ground, he sprinted out of the royal capital with incredible speed. In just three seconds, Anon covered a distance of about 5 kilometers from the inn.
When he stopped and turned back, he noticed Mike following closely behind.
Boom
Suddenly, the inn exploded, and a cloud of smoke billowed around the burning structure, reminiscent of an atom bomb's aftermath.
"This fucker. Was it always there, Mike?" Anon asked.
"No, master. Someone planted the magical explosion seals. When the array was completed, I immediately sensed it and warned you. It was a medium explosion array, which is why it took so much time to activate," Mike explained.
"So, he was there," Anon observed as he gazed at the inn reduced to ashes.
"Yes, master. The activator had to be nearby when he activated this array," Mike confirmed.
"Oi, are you alright?" Anon inquired of Lilith. But when he looked at her, he noticed that she had lost consciousness due to the speed of his skill,
[Mana has been depleted to 10%. Mana fatigue will start now.]
Anon immediately summoned a Special Grade mana potion and drank it.