The Incubus System Chapter 841. You Will Forget Your Origins?
Celia's gaze lingered on , her concern was clear.
"You talk as if you were never human, brother," she remarked.
A dry smile stretched across my lips, acknowledging the truth in her words.
I nodded repeatedly. "The more I live my life as a demon, the more I forget my daily life as a human," I confessed.
"Why? Does that an there will be a point where you will forget your origins?" Celia's question held a tinge of worry.
I shook my head in response.
"No, it's not that I've lost my mory. It's just that my thought process has changed. I don't forget my past, I just think less like a human these days. The weight of my responsibilities requires to think more like a demon now. It's a necessity," I explained, trying to clarify my mindset to her.
"It's not like when I plan to travel, I imdiately think about taking a car, the MRT, or a bus. My first thought goes straight to utilizing my portal skill or teleportation... maybe even considering flying with my wings," I added.
Celia listened intently, nodding. "I see... So you an you're increasingly reliant on your powers and more inclined to embrace your status as a demon," she interpreted.
Her assessnt was pretty much on point. I couldn't help but nod in agreent.
"Exactly. It's not that I've lost touch with being human or forgotten my past experiences. It's just that my priorities have shifted. My responsibility as a demon lord demands a different perspective," I clarified.
The weight of my dual existence was the crux of the matter. The inherent demands of being a demon lord entailed a shift in focus and a different set of priorities. It wasn't that I wanted to forget my human side, but the overwhelming responsibilities and the need to navigate the complexities often took precedence, altering the way I approached daily life and decision making.
"You have nothing to worry about," I assured Celia, aiming to alleviate her concerns. "It's just…" But even as I said it, a sense of unease lingered within , a feeling that was hard to shake off.
I turned my attention to the TV screen, where the police were carefully combing through Peace Blossom Square, making sure there were no lingering victims or signs of trouble.
Watching their ticulous search, an unspoken thought rattled around my mind.
'It's just that I'm starting to think that humans are too weak.'
But saying those exact words? That felt like a line I couldn't cross.
"It is just?" Celia inquired, her eyes locked on , seeking an explanation to my unfinished sentence.
"It's just that I don't regret gaining this power," I began, trying to steer the conversation away from the darker thoughts swirling in my mind.
I forced a grin, attempting to lighten the mood. "I an, co on, I'm practically a hero now, right? A masked hero, protecting the human world from all the darkness," I joked, my attempt at humor a tad cringe-worthy, even to my own ears. But I hoped it would be enough to mask to what I was thinking.
"You are a demon lord, brother. They don't think of that. They think you are a threat," Celia reminded .
"And I don't mind that," I stated with a hint of defiance. A sly smirk appeared on my lips. "They should fear . Because I want them to grow and not always rely on ," I remarked, my tone firm.
"Who knows, I might retire early. The idea of a prince of darkness who 'sorta protects the human world' sounds ssed up, you know," I added, highlighting the irony of the situation. It was almost comical in a way... , a demon lord, attempting to protect the human world.
At so point, I realized I might not be patrolling every night, hunting down the demons that prowled in the darkness. It was a notion I had considered more than once lately.
"True," Celia conceded reluctantly.
The idea of transitioning from the role of the protector to fostering self-reliance within the human world posed a complex challenge. It wasn't just about safeguarding against imdiate threats but also guiding them to stand on their own against the dangers that lurked in the shadows.
"Anyway… thanks for the lunch. It's tasty," I praised. The flavors lingered in my mouth, a brief mont of delight in the midst of a tumultuous day.
I rose from my seat and planted a kiss on Celia's cheek, showing gratitude for the al before preparing to make my exit.
But as I took a step, sothing prompted to pause and pivot back towards her.
"Oh, right. Also, could you please turn it off?" I pointed toward the TV. "They called hideous like seven tis. If I hear it once again, I'll probably step into that reporter's dream and give it a little twist. I'd have her thinking I'm the most stunning creature in this world," I jested, a sardonic smile etching my face as I strolled away.
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