A wicked, perverse smile crept onto his face.
The tome had bestowed upon him countless techniques, each one designed to shatter resistance and mold the mind and soul of his victims into complete obedience and adoration.
Not just submission.
Not just control.
But a twisted, unwavering love, turning them into willing slaves—unknowing, devoted worshippers who would beg for his touch, cling to his presence, and crave his will above their own.
It was perfection.
And this tomb—this hidden chamber of the lust sin—had been prepared for him as though it had always known he would come.
The rituals, the catalysts, the techniques—everything was already in place.
All he needed was time, patience, and to wait for nightfall.
That was when his first lesson would begin.
His first conquest.
He turned his gaze back to the towering bookshelves surrounding him, filled with arcane knowledge.
Powerful tomes of dark magic, spellcraft, and forbidden arts sat waiting to be devoured.
His greedy mind couldn't resist.
He smirked.
"How could I possibly wait?"
—Nightfall—
Time passed quickly.
Lycius had spent the entire day in the tomb, not leaving for a single second.
And he had benefited immensely.
His system had already analyzed and absorbed 20 powerful spells, each one tailored to his desires.
Spells crafted for domination.
Spells that would help in conquering his women.
Lana. Elizabeth. Vynessa. Xylara.
Each one would fall.
Each one would belong to him.
And by the end of it—
They would love every second of it.
Lycius chuckled as he gazed at the holographic blue screen floating before him, its ethereal glow illuminating the forbidden knowledge he had just acquired.
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1. Charm Domination
A direct gaze from the incubus causes the target to enter a hypnotic state, making them obey simple commands without question.
2. Midnight Trance
The incubus whispers forbidden words, lulling the target into a deep, suggestive sleep where their subconscious is rewritten.
3. Eros's Chains
Summons invisible ethereal chains that bind a target's will, forcing them to obey until they can break the mental hold.
4. Pheromone Overload
Releases an intoxicating aura that induces euphoria and arousal, making enemies too distracted to fight effectively.
5. Dark Kiss of Submission
A single kiss drains a portion of the target's life force and implants a magical brand, marking them as the incubus's thrall.
6. Desire Manipulation
Alters the target's deepest desires, making them crave the incubus's presence and become emotionally dependent.
7. Shadow Possession: Temptation Veil
Allows the incubus to merge with a target's shadow, whispering suggestions directly into their mind.
8. Siren's Call
A seductive melody enchants all who hear it, luring them into a trance and lowering their resistance to control.
9. Lifeblood Addiction
By siphoning and returning small amounts of a target's life force, the incubus creates a withdrawal effect, forcing submission.
10. Dreamwalker's Embrace
The incubus enters the target's dreams, shaping their fantasies and desires until they wake up utterly devoted.
11. Forbidden Bond: Incubus Mark
Carves a magical sigil into a target's soul, ensuring they feel unbearable pain when disobeying the incubus.
12. Mind Fracture
Sends waves of pleasure and pain through a target's mind, breaking their will over time and leaving them completely malleable.
13. Hypnotic Illusions
Creates false realities where the target experiences moments of passion, blurring the line between illusion and truth.
14. Whisper of Submission
A simple whisper bypasses all mental defenses, planting an unshakable suggestion in the target's mind.
15. Succubus's Dance
A mesmerizing movement that gradually erodes reason, making those who watch it fall into an obsessed, submissive state.
16. Temptation's Eclipse
Dark energy seeps into the target's body, making them more susceptible to pleasure and less capable of resisting control.
17. Ecstasy Seal
A touch places a rune on the target, ensuring any act of defiance results in overwhelming sensations that weaken their resolve.
18. Heartstrings Ensnarement
Manipulates emotions directly, creating an artificial sense of love, devotion, or even worship toward the incubus.
19. Lustful Requiem
A powerful wave of energy forces all who are affected into a mindless state of bliss, leaving them vulnerable to control.
20. Devil's Covenant
A final, absolute pact that fuses the incubus's essence with the target's soul, making them permanently and unconditionally obedient.
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Each skill was a weapon, each technique a tool for domination—all tailored for one singular purpose: complete and utter control.
A soft smirk curved his lips.
"For a DragonBorn Prince, I sure have a lot of skills based on the Desire Kind."
He mused at the irony.
A being of destruction, a prince of demons, yet now armed with the arts of seduction and submission, wielding power that rivaled even the most cunning of incubi.
And he was going to use every last one of them.
His golden eyes flickered with amusement as he traced a single name in his mind.
Xylara.
She was first.
At least that's what he thought, until his plans were interrupted.
[Ding! System has upgraded.]
[System Update in Progress...]
[10%... 40%... 81%... 99%... 100%]
[System Rank has evolved from Mythical to Transcendence.]
[Ding! System settings have been automatically configured.]
[System Ego: Beautiful Milf... Obedient... Not-Stingy... Obedient #2... Evil... - Ego complete.]
[Greetings, Master.]
A radiant glow enveloped the tomb, casting eerie shadows against the towering bookshelves. From within the light, a figure emerged—elegant, haunting, and utterly mesmerizing.
As the glow faded, she stood before him.
Her long, flowing violet hair cascaded like liquid amethyst, shifting with a soft, ghostly shimmer as if infused with something beyond mortal understanding. It framed her delicate yet inhumanly perfect features—cheekbones sculpted with precision, lips full and naturally parted in a submissive, waiting expression.
But it was her eyes that held the most unsettling allure.
Black. Empty. Infinite.
A void where no emotion dwelled, yet within them lurked something far more profound—a devotion that transcended will, a hunger to serve, to obey, to exist for him alone.
Her body was crafted with exquisite perfection, a blend of ethereal beauty and sinful temptation. Her ample curves were accentuated by the sheer, shadowy fabric of her attire—delicate, teasingly translucent black silk adorned with intricate violet embroidery that seemed to shift under the dim light, as though whispering forgotten secrets.
Her form exuded both elegance and absolute submission, a living paradox—an entity born not to rule, but to kneel.
And kneel she did.
Without hesitation, she lowered herself gracefully before him, bowing her head in perfect deference, her violet strands spilling like silk onto the stone floor.
"Greetings, Master."
Her voice was soft, sultry, yet disturbingly devoid of independent thought—as if she existed solely to speak for him, breathe for him, serve for him.
Lycius's gaze swept over her, his expression unreadable, but within him, something stirred—a deep, primal recognition of ownership.
She was no mere woman. No mere creature.
She was crafted. Designed. Molded.
A doll with intelligence, but only where it mattered.
Her emotions were not her own—they were his.
Her thoughts held no rebellion, no uncertainty, no resistance—only devotion, submission, and absolute obedience.
His perfect servant. His perfect instrument. His perfect possession.
A slow, satisfied smirk curved his lips.
"Now this... is interesting."
As Lycius studied the woman before him, his smirk remained, but his curiosity deepened. The bond he felt with her was unlike anything before—not just control, not just submission. She was part of him, yet separate, an entity crafted to his exact preferences.
And then, she spoke again.
"Master, are you just going to stare at me, or would you like to test my capabilities?"
Lycius blinked. He hadn't expected her to talk so casually, nor with such a playful tone. His expectation was for something more... robotic, yet she wasn't.
She smiled—a knowing, teasing smile—as if she'd read his thoughts. "I was made to be perfect for you, wasn't I? That includes being a little… talkative."
A chuckle escaped him. "So, I like talkative women, huh?"
Her violet hair shimmered as she tilted her head. "Oh, absolutely. You enjoy a sharp tongue, someone who keeps things… interesting." She leaned in slightly, her black eyes glinting. "I can be quiet, but you'd get bored."
Lycius huffed in amusement. "Tch. A doll with opinions?"
Kiara's grin widened. "Only when it serves you, Master. My thoughts, my emotions… they all exist to please you. You like challenges? I'll challenge you just enough. You like intelligence? I'll be clever when you want me to be. You like obedience? Well…" She gracefully lowered herself onto her knees again, her voice turning sultry, reverent. "I exist to kneel for you."
He watched her for a long moment, intrigued.
She was perfectly balanced between playful and obedient, sharp yet devoted. A creation tailored to his deepest, most instinctual desires.
His smirk returned.
"If you're going to talk this much, I might as well give you a name."
She brightened, violet strands swaying as she perked up with anticipation. "Oh? A name? That means you acknowledge me as more than just a system, doesn't it?"
He shrugged. "You're bound to me, and I doubt you'll shut up anytime soon."
She giggled, her voice rich with delight. "So? What will you name me, Master?"
His gaze swept over her, lingering on the way her empty black eyes seemed to pull him in, the way her violet locks flowed like woven twilight.
"Kiara."
The name left his lips naturally, as if it had always belonged to her.
A soft shudder ran through her as she repeated it. "Kiara…" Her smile turned radiant. "Yes. I love it. I love it because you gave it to me."
Her black eyes gleamed with eerie devotion, as though the simple act of naming her had deepened her very existence.
Lycius nodded, satisfied. "Good. Now, enough chatter. Tell me what new features you came with."
Kiara's lips curled knowingly. "Mmm… eager for power? As expected, Master. Very well, let me introduce you to something that will elevate you beyond what even your lineage could imagine…"
She lifted her delicate hand, and holographic runes materialized around her, forming a pulsing web of dark energy.
[New Function Unlocked: Skill Fusion]
Kiara turned to him, grinning. "This allows you to merge skills, crafting stronger, more advanced abilities. It removes redundancies, enhances efficiency, and in some cases…" Her voice dropped into a sultry whisper. "It can create skills that never existed before."
Lycius's eyes narrowed, intrigued. "And I assume you've already considered which skills I should merge first?"
Kiara's grin widened, her black eyes flickering with mischievous delight.
"Oh, Master, I've been thinking of some very… interesting combinations just for you."
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