Date: Unspecified
Ti: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Central Region, Central Academic City, Morningstar University District, Morningstar University Campus, Garden of Beginning
"Huh...?"
A strange wave of desire surged through —sudden and overwhelming. I found Slay... irresistible. Dark impulses pressed against my mind, thoughts of forcing her down and claiming her flashing through my head before I could stop them. The very fact that such ideas appeared there made my stomach twist in disgust.
Slay’s smile widened as she watched my internal struggle unfold—my reluctant mind and my traitorous body betraying . She could feel it. She knew. The heat flushing through , the tension I couldn’t hide, my pant’s crotch area bulged and pulsated... a visible reaction that left no room for denial.
I agree that it had been a long ti since I did it—but this level of honest reaction from my body wasn’t normal. This wasn’t .
No... the problem wasn’t from .
It was her.
Did she use so kind of aphrodisiac on ?
No, that couldn’t be it.
Lucine was standing right there, untouched by whatever I was feeling. I didn’t feel a thing toward her—not even a flicker of interest. It was as if my entire awareness had narrowed to only Slay. As if the rest of the world—Lucine, the battlefield, everything—had been pushed out of my senses.
There was only Slay. Only her voice. Only her presence. Like there was no room left in for anything else.
"What’s wrong, my prince?" Slay asked, voice dripping with honeyed mischief. "Do you need... assistance?"
The playful smile vanished—replaced by a slow, predatory grin that showed far too many teeth as sadistically inford, "Then get on your knees and beg , Your Highness."
Clearly, Slay was holding a grudge for the mont I forced her to kneel before ... I felt guilty about that.
Guilty, Why?
Why in the hell would I feel bad about that?
What the fuck was happening to ?
Had she slipped so kind of love potion on ?
No—impossible. If she had, the Hive Spirit would have detected the influence imdiately. The Hive Spirit hadn’t raised a single alarm. Which ant that whatever was affecting wasn’t an aphrodisiac or a charm-type potion.
That left only two possibilities: unique curses or runes. But curses wouldn’t work on . My resistance to them was too high. So that ant — it was a rune. A unique one. One specifically designed to bypass reason and directly influence instinct.
’Wyatt. Stop listening to her.’ Lucine’s voice entered my mind, strained but steady. ’If you can, shut off your senses and erase every mory of her, leaving enough to fight her. Don’t hold back. Finish her off as quickly as possible. Because the more you know about her... the more you look at her, hear her, sll her, feel her, taste her, think of her... the stronger her hold on you becos. Even your own strength will betray you for her.’
She had understood the effects of the Commandnt of Negative Passion, Covetous Devil ’Slay Saleos’ without helping her.
Lucine didn’t hesitate. She imdiately used her Celestial Rule Dentia—thodically erasing her mories of Slay. Not all of them—just enough to strip away attachnt, familiarity, recognition of form. Leaving only what was necessary to fight her and nothing more. This way, she ensured that Slay’s ability would only be able to influence her a little, even negligible. As long as she keeps erasing her moirs of Slay periodically she was fine.
’Got it,’ I replied back, impressed by Lucine’s deduction ability. She was spot on.
Slay was the embodint of Negative Passion itself, capable of invoking desire and passion in anyone, n and won alike. Then, using these desires and passions as twisted chains to manipulate them and everything of them. What Lucine failed to realize was that Slay’s ability grew stronger when the target already held soone else in their heart. The deeper the affection, the quicker the corruption took root.
It wasn’t her fault she overlooked this. Only soone who loved would ever notice the pattern. And Lucine... she seed long past such things.
But ?
In the midst of this chaos, I ca to confirm that I was in love. I just didn’t know with whom. Was it Anna? Susan? Or... both?
The confusion only made Slay’s influence worse. There was sothing else—so similarity I recognized about her ability. It reminded of the Carnivorous Womb’s effect on Jill.
Jill’s Carnivorous Womb invoked overwhelming desire and passion in its host, forcing them to mate with a partner chosen by the womb itself. The host had no control.
Slay’s power worked the sa way—only reversed. Not only did she get to choose her mate, but she invoked desire and passion in her mate, bending their instincts and reason so they would mate with her willingly. Or mindlessly, to be more accurate.
And just like in the case of the Carnivorous Womb—Slay’s victims had no control.
As I compared Jill and Slay—the abilities of their physique, the way their powers affected desire—I couldn’t ignore the similarity. The thought struck suddenly, almost absurd at first: Was Jill a failed attempt at creating an Ovumite?
The mont the idea ford, the seriousness of it sank in. It was possible. Disturbingly possible.
After the first Demon Invasion, it was no secret that many Card Apprentices turned to demon and devil rchants, trading morality for power. So sought forbidden knowledge; others experinted with dark arts beyond the boundaries of reason or ethics.
So, it was possible Demigod Norley, known as the Mad Researcher, was one of them too. I carefully select my words because I have no evidence, but my gut told that he was one of the worst offenders.
So it wouldn’t be surprising if he had acquired genetic material of an Ovumite by trading with demon/devil rchants and used it in his experints that grind thousands of innocent souls to fuel his research until Jill—his adopted daughter—the result of that madness and the light that guided him to his current Sani life.
Of course, this was still speculation—but it wouldn’t remain speculation for long. If I compared the soul pathways I had saved from Jill with Slay’s soul pathways, the truth would beco obvious almost imdiately.
And when I did...
Yes. Jill truly was a failed hybrid between a Card Apprentice and an Ovumite.
Judging from her soul pathways and Ovumite soul pathways, it was a miracle she had survived at all—let alone managed to grow as much as she had.
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