Pain. That's all Leon Ashford felt. His body screamed as if it was being ripped apart from the inside out, his last memories flashing before his eyes betrayal, humiliation, and finally, death.
The woman he loved, his childhood friend, had sold him out for a richer man. His so-called friends laughed as they watched him bleed in an alleyway. Leon died alone, filled with regret and rage.
But darkness didn't greet him.
Instead, he woke to an unfamiliar sight a vast, crimson sky stretching endlessly above him, the air thick with a strange, heated energy that made his skin tingle. He wasn't in his old world anymore.
A melodic, seductive voice echoed in his head.
[Welcome to the Primordial Lust System.]
[Reincarnation complete.]
[Host: Leon Ashford.]
[Objective: Conquer the world through power, pleasure, and dominance.]
Leon blinked. His body felt... different. Stronger, leaner, more refined. He wasn't the scrawny, pathetic version of himself anymore. His muscles were toned, his skin smooth, and his face felt sharper downright irresistible.
He lifted his hands, flexing his fingers. His body obeyed with effortless grace. Every movement felt precise, powerful, like he was built for seduction and domination.
"So this is the new me, huh?" Leon grinned, his voice smoother, deeper than before. It wasn't just a voice anymore it was a weapon.
He looked around, finding himself in a luxurious, silk-draped chamber. Candles flickered along the walls, casting an enticing glow. The air smelled of sweet perfume and something else... something arousing.
The bed behind him was massive, covered in deep crimson sheets and furs so soft they looked sinful. He wasn't sure where he was, but the room itself felt like it was designed for decadence.
Before he could process it, the system chimed again:
[First Quest: Melt the Ice Queen's heart and body.]
[Target: Evelyn Nightshade, Queen of Frost.]
[Reward: Frostbite Immunity, Ice Dominion Control.]
Leon smirked. An Ice Queen? Sounded like the perfect way to start.
"Conquer an ice-cold queen for my first mission? Oh, this system really gets me."
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, moving like a wraith.
A woman no, a goddess stepped forward.
Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing a face so flawlessly beautiful it felt almost surreal. Eyes like piercing sapphire flames stared him down with cold authority. Her skin was flawless, smooth as porcelain, yet her expression was a mask of icy indifference.
She wore a gown made of thin, translucent silk, barely hiding her curvaceous figure. The fabric clung to her body in all the right ways, teasing more than it covered. Her ample chest rose and fell with calm, measured breaths, her slender waist and long legs enough to make Leon's heart race.
Her very presence exuded power and untouchable coldness.
This had to be Evelyn Nightshade.
Her gaze swept over him, unimpressed, like a queen inspecting a servant.
"A man? In my chambers?" she scoffed. Her voice was smooth, commanding and utterly condescending. "Did you come to beg for mercy, like the others?"
Leon chuckled, his confidence skyrocketing. He felt the system's power coursing through his veins, making him fearless.
"Mercy? No. I came to conquer."
Her eyes narrowed dangerously, but Leon wasn't fazed. The system whispered again:
[Skill Unlocked: Sensual Domination.]
[Your voice now carries an irresistible allure.]
He took a step forward, his grin widening.
"You're beautiful, Evelyn," Leon purred, his voice dripping with honey. "But I think you're even more beautiful when you're not pretending to be made of ice."
Her eyes widened, her breath hitching for just a second a crack in her perfect composure.
[Ice Queen's Resistance: 98% → 72%]
Leon stepped forward again, closing the distance between them. He could see her shiver, not from cold, but from the heat radiating between them.
He didn't rush. He took his time, savoring every moment. Each slow step felt deliberate, his body moving like a predator circling his prey.
Evelyn's icy gaze faltered, flickering with something she clearly didn't want to acknowledge. Her breathing grew just a little heavier, though she masked it with a scowl.
"Stay back," she said, her voice lower now less certain.
Leon smirked, tilting his head.
"Why? Afraid you'll like it?"
Her eyes widened again.
[Ice Queen's Resistance: 72% → 61%]
He reached out, his fingers brushing her cheek. It was cold, but even that chill seemed to melt against his touch.
Evelyn tensed, her body rigid. But she didn't pull away.
"Let me melt that frost, your highness."
Her face flushed with color a mix of anger, embarrassment, and something deeper, more primal. Her icy mask was cracking.
Leon leaned in, close enough that their breaths mingled. He could feel the warmth of her skin beneath the cold exterior, a trembling heat she didn't want to acknowledge.
Her lips parted slightly, but no words came out.
[Ice Queen's Resistance: 61% → 48%]
The hunt had begun.
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