As I stood under the canopy of the Zesty Rainforest, letting the rain wash over me, I couldn't help but reflect on the nature of my ability—Sin Absorption. It was no ordinary power, far from the physical prowess that most people sought to cultivate through sheer will and effort. Mine was tied to something far more ancient, primal, and hidden deep within the essence of every living being—their sins.
Sins were not simply fleeting acts of wrongdoings or moral failings. In the world I came from, sins were tangible things, accumulating within a person's soul over their lifetime. Every emotion, every desire—whether hidden or acted upon—left an imprint. And those imprints were what I could tap into. Lust, envy, wrath, pride—these were the building blocks of my power. While others trained their bodies, I absorbed the very essence of others' experiences, their desires, and even their regrets.
Intimacy, particularly through Elantra, was the easiest and most potent way for me to access these stored sins. Elantra wasn't just an act of lust, though it certainly heightened the emotional and physical connection between those involved. It was a ritual that brought people to their most vulnerable state, where their souls were laid bare. In that moment of vulnerability, I could tap into the deepest reservoirs of their essence—their sins.
The energy of these sins, embedded within a person, was vast. Lust, in particular, was a powerful conduit. It accumulated through a person's life, whether acted upon or repressed. Simply engaging in the act of lust, or performing Elantra, was enough for me to gain strength. The act itself allowed me to draw upon the emotional energy it generated—the raw desire, the intense physicality. I didn't need to forcibly pull the sins from someone unless I chose to.
But with Aunt Nadia and Elara, I had made a deliberate choice. I hadn't just engaged in Elantra to grow my own strength; I had ensured that I absorbed their sins, knowing it would benefit them as well. Pulling the accumulated sins from their essence had an unexpected, but welcome, side effect. When I absorbed the sins of others, it didn't just leave them free of guilt or negative energy. It rejuvenated them, leaving them refreshed and, in a way, more whole.
In Nadia's case, I had felt the weight of her desires, the depth of her experiences. As we connected through Elantra, I had made sure to absorb not only her sins of lust but also the subtler ones—those tied to her unspoken emotions, her hidden longings, and even her past regrets. The effect was immediate. She would emerg from the session glowing with vitality, looking younger, more vibrant.
Elara had been the same. Her fiery energy, her passions, had been easy to tap into. With her, the Elantra had been more intense, more consuming. And as I drew her sins into myself, I could feel her essence lightening, becoming more fluid and dynamic. Afterward, she had fallen into a deep, contented sleep, and when she woke, I could see the change. She was more playful, more at ease with herself. The pleasure we shared had been magnified by the fact that I had absorbed those sins, leaving her stronger and more centered in the process.
The pleasure they experienced had been intensified by the release of their sins. Their souls, now unburdened by the weight of accumulated desire and emotional baggage, could enjoy the experience more fully. And I, in turn, had grown stronger. Each sin absorbed added to my own strength, building upon the raw power I had accumulated over countless lifetimes.
The beauty of my ability lay in its versatility. Simply engaging in acts like Elantra allowed me to absorb the ambient energy of desire, which alone was enough to enhance my strength. But when I actively chose to absorb the deep-seated sins stored within a person's essence, it not only made me stronger but also rejuvenated the one from whom I had taken the sins. It was a symbiotic process, one that benefited both me and my partner.
As I stood there, watching the rain fall around me, I considered just how much stronger I had become in such a short time. Each Elantra wasn't just a moment of connection; it was a step toward greater power. I hadn't even begun to scratch the surface of what I was capable of. The more I connected with others, the more sins I absorbed, the more unstoppable I would become.
But there was something deeper at play here. In absorbing the sins of those closest to me, I wasn't just gaining power for myself. I was helping them, healing them in a way that went beyond the physical. They would never know the extent to which their burdens had lightened, the emotional weight I had taken from them. But I could see the difference, feel the change in them after each session.
This was the true potential of my ability. It wasn't just about strength—it was about connection, about understanding the deepest parts of others and helping them by taking on their burdens. Lust was only the beginning. Each sin, no matter how small or large, would fuel my growth, making me more powerful while freeing those around me from their own emotional chains.
I smiled to myself as I thought of future Elantras. Every session was another step toward unlocking the full potential of my sin absorption. And with each new connection, each new sin absorbed, I would become something far greater than I had ever been before.
Turning back toward the farm, I leaped once again, effortlessly clearing the massive wooden wall and landing softly on the other side. The rain had lightened, but the energy buzzing inside me was still strong. I took a deep breath, feeling the remnants of the sin I had absorbed during Elantra swirling within me, amplifying my power with every heartbeat.