Lilith awoke slowly, her head throbbing, she muttered curses under her breath. As she glanced at her reflection in the full-length mirror, a newfound confidence emanated. "Wow, this face is not so bad. At least she has a thousandth of my appearance," Lilith mused, acknowledging the allure of her succubus charm.
Heading to the door upon hearing a knock, she was informed that breakfast awaited. Responding with a simple "okay," she turned her attention to Nyx, seeking clarity on their timeline within the plot. Nyx revealed they were two months away from her birthday, prompting a satisfied smile from Lilith. "Perfect, we have enough time to prepare," she whispered to herself.
Consulting the map, Lilith observed numerous stars, but four shone the brightest—the Royal Quartet. Each hailing from families with diverse backgrounds, the fourth master emanated scholarly influence, the third exuded a military aura, the second was steeped in the underground mafia, and the first master embraced a multifaceted existence.
The families, while immensely wealthy and influential, maintained a close-knit circle, not easily penetrated. The four young masters, raised together, shared everything and were known as the Royal Quartet. Lilith absorbed this information, setting the stage for her calculated maneuvers.
Determined to change perceptions and amplify her existence, Lilith concocted plans to gather fame, recognition, and fate. Her first step involved altering how people saw her, making her presence more recognizable and popular. As she strategized, she stumbled upon a crucial revelation.
A hidden wish unlocked, granting her permission to take over each body. These individuals would leave behind a wish, and Lilith's task was to fulfill them. Her own wish echoed the longing to mend the fractured father-daughter relationship and claim what rightfully belonged to her—her father's company.
In a moment of scowl, Lilith turned to Nyx. "Is it because you're too lazy to say everything at once, or did you forget such an important thing?" Nyx, indifferent, shrugged.
Lillth just rolled her eyes at her then continue
contemplating her plans, she decided to start the day by bathing and dressing in her school uniform. As the warm water enveloped her, she felt a subtle transformation occurring within. Emerging from the bathroom, she donned her uniform with newfound grace, the fabric clinging to her curves with an air of elegance.
Descending the stairs, Lilith's presence turned heads and hushed conversations at the dining table. The dark aura that once clung to her had dissipated, replaced by an aura that was relaxed, elegant, and subtly seductive. The maids gasped in disbelief, and her father, sitting at the table, looked up with shock. His gaze lingered on her, as if attempting to see someone through her. Tears welled in his eyes as he stood up and approached her.
"You're looking more and more like your mother," he uttered, his voice carrying a mix of nostalgia and sadness. Lilith, now a vision of allure and poise, acknowledged the change within herself. The echoes of her mother's presence seemed to linger, casting a different light upon her. The breakfast table held an air of unspoken tension and unresolved emotions, setting the stage for the intricate dance of relationships that awaited Lilith in the world she sought to conquer.