Chapter 74: Chapter 74: Lilith smiles
[High Incubus blood over used. Lilith senses you.]
[High Incubus blood over used. Lilith senses you.]
[High Incubus blood over used. Lilith senses you.]
[High Incubus blood over used. Lilith is watching you]
’What...?’ Aiden thought, frozen in awe as the voice echoed inside his skull.
[Lilith is disappointed.]
The words were not sound, not thought, but something heavier, like molten iron poured directly into his veins.
’Huh?’
[Lilith asks for more ember, more sacrifice, more indulgence.]
Aiden blinked. His throat went dry. His lips trembled as though he had inhaled smoke.
"...what the... is this the system? ...My bloodline?"
[Lilith voices that you are an idiot.]
His jaw tightened, pride burning through his pain. "What the fuck? Who fucking dares...?" His voice snapped into the air like a whip, startling Luna, still perched on his lap.
"Aiden?" she whispered, startled, eyes wide. "What happened? Did... did I do something wrong?"
Her voice was small, almost trembling. His hand moved on instinct—fingers wrapping her throat, not too hard, not too soft. The gesture was domination, not comfort. His lips brushed her ear, his breath searing against her skin.
"Shut up," he hissed. "Speak when I tell you to speak. You hear me?"
A shudder ran through her. Her thighs clenched. "Ye... yes..." she breathed, her voice betraying both fear and heat, her pussy betraying her further, dripping fresh onto his lap.
[Lilith voices with concern, this is not enough.]
[Lilith demands: by the end of the week, more debauchery, more indulgence. More ember.]
The words stabbed deeper, sharper than any blade. Aiden’s thoughts snarled. Now it’s ordering me? Like I’m its puppet?
’huh...What the fuck happens if I don’t?’
No answer. Only silence and the slow rasp of his own breathing. His throat was parched, desert dry. For a terrifying instant, he realized he couldn’t even swallow.
It had been days of indulgence—Akidna’s eager mouth, Flora’s reluctant surrender, Luna’s mana-rich body straddling him night after night. All of it soothed the gnawing hunger everyday. The thirst inside him sated everyday.
So much comfort that he had forgotten this feeling, this intense pain and suffering. This deepening. Burning. Sensation.
His chest tightened.
[Ember: 80%]
The numbers flashed in his vision. His hand shot to his chest.
"Aiden?" Luna’s panic rose. She pressed against him, her nails scraping his shoulder. "What’s wrong? Talk to me!"
[Ember: 60%]
The itch crawled under his skin, sharp as acid, relentless as fire ants eating him alive. Each vein felt swollen with molten iron, every pulse of his heart a hammer strike against his ribs. His blood wasn’t flowing—it was boiling, bubbling upward like magma that wanted to tear out of him.
His muscles jerked without command, spasms writhing through his arms and legs until he looked like a puppet on broken strings.
Breath rasped in and out of him in ragged, shallow bursts, each inhale scraping his throat raw, each exhale rattling like it carried shards of glass.
The air around him grew thick, suffocating, as though the room itself was conspiring to crush his lungs.
His jaw clenched so hard he thought his teeth might splinter, yet still a groan leaked through, hoarse and low, like an animal being butchered alive.
Flora noticed. She straightened abruptly, her earlier lust dissolving into alarm. "Aiden!"
[Ember: 30%]
[Lilith is smiling...]
He collapsed off the throne. His knees slammed into the marble floor with a crack that echoed through the chamber.
His spine arched in a violent bow, tendons standing out like cables ready to snap. His eyes burned, vision swimming in red and black, while his jaw clenched so hard it felt welded shut. Every nerve screamed, raw fire racing through him, until even the act of existing felt like tearing apart.
He wanted to scream—oh, how he wanted to scream—but his tongue was heavy, useless, a dead thing in his mouth. His body convulsed like a fever breaking him open from the inside.
"Aiden!" Luna scrambled to his side, her fingers trembling as she tried to hold him. "What happened? What do I do?"
Flora knelt, her face pale with terror. The anger she had carried just minutes ago vanished, drowned in fear. Her hands hovered, useless, trembling above him.
[Ember: 9%]
The pain peaked—no shape, no language, just raw annihilation ripping through him. His veins felt like molten wires, every drop of blood scalding him from the inside.
His muscles seized so hard it felt like they were tearing off the bone. His teeth ground until he tasted iron, his jaw locked so tight it might snap. His vision didn’t just dim—it shattered, fragments of light bursting like glass behind his eyes, swallowed by hungry black.
He could hear his own pulse thrashing in his skull, like a drum beating him apart from the inside. His mind begged to shut down, to black out, to escape—but even that mercy was stolen.
There was no release. Only the torture of staying awake while his body burned itself alive, nerves screaming in a chorus that drowned out thought, until he wasn’t sure if he was still human or just raw pain wearing skin...until.
[Ember: 0%]
The world went still. His body ceased trembling. He slumped sideways like a corpse, limbs limp, mouth slack.
"Aiden... Aiden..." Luna whispered, her voice breaking as she pulled his body into her arms. She pressed her ear to his chest. No heartbeat.
"No... no, no, no..." Her tears fell, hot on his cold skin. She pressed her finger beneath his nose. No breath. Panic clawed her chest. She began pumping his chest with her palms, desperate. "Wake up! Please wake up!"
The door slammed open. Flora returned, Akidna and Tanya with her, all wide-eyed as they saw Luna straddled over Aiden’s unmoving body.
"Luna, lift him up! Take him to my room!" Flora barked, her voice trembling but sharp.
She shoved a folded note into Akidna’s hand. "Go to this address. Find Abbess Amber. Tell her it’s life or death."
Akidna bolted without hesitation.
"Tanya—every tonic, every potion we have. All of them. Now."
Tanya fled, skirts whipping around her ankles.
Luna used her telekinesis, cradling Aiden’s body in the air, carrying him like glass. His weight felt heavier than the sky, his stillness unbearable.
"What do we do, what do we do Flora?" Luna whispered, her voice cracking, her tears dripping down her chin.
Flora’s hands cupped his face, thumbs brushing his lips. That face she had cursed, hated, desired. That face she could never resist. "Pray, Luna. We pray."
They burst into Flora’s chamber. The bed swallowed Aiden’s motionless body.
Tanya rushed back, her arms full of bottles. They forced bitter green tonic into his mouth. His throat didn’t move. Nothing.
Flora bit her lip until it bled. Then she tipped the vial into her own mouth, grabbed his slack jaw, and sealed her lips to his. Her tongue forced the liquid down, pushing, desperate, kissing life into his lifeless body.
Nothing.
Then—thud.
The door opened. Akidna stumbled in, dragging with her a woman clad in the silver-and-white robes of the Church. Abbess Amber. Her face was pale, eyes wide with alarm.
"Abbess Amber, please—" Flora started, but Luna’s gasp cut her short.
"W-what is this?" Luna’s shaking hands brushed back Aiden’s white hair. Her breath caught. Tiny, sharp horns were poking through his forehead.
Her eyes widened in horror. "...Aiden... you’re... a demon?" She whispered, quickly tugging the hair back to cover them.
[Host cannot hold. If ember is not gained, host will die. Emergency High Incubus Mode: Activated.]
The horns began to grow, piercing further, curving upward. Luna’s hands trembled as she tried to hide them, but it was impossible now.
Then...His eyes shot open. Not golden. No longer human. They burned bright, unnatural purple, glowing in the dark.
"...Aiden," Luna breathed, voice quivering. Fear trembled with recognition.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
The doors slammed shut by themselves. Windows sealed. The lamps guttered and died. The chamber plunged into absolute darkness.
Screams rose. "What’s happening?!"
"It’s Aiden—he’s awake—but..."
"But what? Where is he? I don’t see anything—"
Then two burning purple eyes appeared, hovering in the dark. They weren’t eyes—they were stars. They weren’t human. They weren’t safe.
And for the first time, every woman in the room looked at Aiden not with lust, but with fear.
Light bloomed—not from fire, but from his skin itself. Golden markings carved themselves across his body, each stroke glowing like molten scripture.
The lines snaked over his chest, his arms, his throat, lighting the room with divine menace.
They all froze, breath stolen.
For what stood before them wasn’t man, wasn’t demon. It was something greater. Much much greater. A beauty that shattered comprehension. A perfection that made the heart ache.
Horns curling like a crown, skin inscribed with celestial fire, eyes blazing with amethyst hunger.
The epitome of male beauty. Divine. Damned. Inescapable.
[Lilith is smiling.]
[Lilith whispers: Let true debauchery begin.]
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