Monarch of Darkness, Arsene

A bit ambitious regarding my new power, I stood outside my manner, closing my eyes and allowing the darkness to be my eyes. Peering past the invisible veil surrounding this city, my gaze landed upon a young flower sitting in a restaurant.

Her brow was slightly creased as if a heavyweight weighed on her shoulder. Beneath her eyes held two light bags, while her eyes themselves had a bit of a scarlet hue.

I would be a fool not to see; Larisa was a bit troubled. As for what it was a safe bet to say, it was regarding the man who left her. My dear bother, I plan on helping.

"I am such a good person." Nodding at my greatness, a wisp of misty darkness wrapped around me as I willed myself to move through the shadows of Casia.

Moving a bit like teleportation but not so much due to my understanding reaching a level where the laws of this realm could not handle, I appeared almost instantly in another restaurant just across from Larisa.

Licking my lips at the impossible factors I held, now that my Qi or, I guess, divinity was not bottlenecking my Dao anymore. A whole new world of possibilities was open to me.

Glancing up at the cafe Larisa resided at, I peered into her heart and drew closer in a stealthy manner.

Moving like the winds and soundless the darkness, my footsteps approached with the wiser and took a seat as she stared off into space with an iced coffee in her hand.

I did not think Ice coffee would be a thing here. How many resources does Alos receive from the other planets?

Pushing such thoughts away, I knocked upon the center of the table, revealing a bitter smile as she turned startled. Letting my eyes wet just a bit, I used a bit of divinity to create some Azalea flowers, her favorites.

"Will you forgive me," I asked in a bit of begging light.

Starstruck, Larisa's heart grew jumbled. Fear, relief, love, hate, and many more feelings were all there as she stared.

Pulling out of my chair, I fell to one knee like one would to marry another and presented the flowers with a more knightly air.

"I'm a bastard. Can you ever find it within you to forgive me?"

Tearing up at my words, that would win a fucking grammy. I sneered inwardly. 'Foolish woman, before I, your father's greatness, all shall be fooled.'

Fall into my genjutsu!

leaping into the wolf's arms, the little bunny ignorant of her doom cried." Where have you been, you dummy! you had me so worried."

Bleeding tears in response, my arms wrapped around her. Invading her heart deeper, a faint whisper of a devil entered her heart. It was a bit subtle and almost invisible to even her but was not there to affect her consciousness but her subconscious.

"I left to grow more powerful to defeat that monster," I replied, a bit unsure what really happened, but this was a plausible explanation. Her heart could not tell me everything. "And with the help of my master, I did so in the end, despite the trial."

Drenching my robes, she peeped up at me with wet eyes, filled with longing. "Don't leave me, ok."

Trying my hardest not to roll my eyes, I could only match her teary eyes and nod. Cracking a smile at the lightness in her eyes, our lips touched as I passed on a bit of my essence into her thought.

Even if I was no longer a devil or demon, I held all their features and much, much more. Devils and demons were monsters at manipulation and torture. Preserving features I never really cared to use as I had never thought I would be honey potting my brother's girl.

Turning her cheeks red hot. Larisa's heart shuttered, and her legs fell a bit powerless before my silver gaze. Keeping my gaze locked with her, the seed of lust I planted within her heart began to grow.

However, I would not be a gentleman if we made out heavily in public, like animals. Lifting Larisa off her feet, my fingers passed through her hair as she stared enchanted by my magnificence.

The devil's ability was not truly an ability, more of a passive trait I never really used, as I was mostly with Lilith. However, a single taste of my saliva or blood, or pretty much any body part, acted like a siren's call.

It would not cause lust but rather an infatuation. Lilith herself was an anomaly, so she was immune, but Larisa, who was only a bit defenseless mentally, was all for the taking... Man, that sounds all kinds of wrong.

Seriously am I in the wrong? This feels wrong. Naw, this is karma. I save Richters life, and then he threatens my unborn child and my wife. He needs to pay.

"Richter?"

Hearing a familiar voice, a chill ran down my spine as sweat immediately ran down my brow. Swiftly turning my head, Lilith stood with all the chosen and some extra, staring at me.

"Y-Y-Yura." I stuttered to say, playing my part, 'Where is he!"

Glancing down at the bag in her hands, I looked up at her half narrowed eyes, "Oh, seems like your back. Although Sene just left. It's a shame, really. I just bought some Lingerie. Ezra even helped me pick it out. I am sure he would have loved it."

Dropping my jaw, my soldier tried to rise to attention. Struggling not to break character, I gritted my teeth.

"We even got candles, I hear they do so much more than normal candles, but I take it, you are not into having your lover experience the flames of fire against their skin. Listening to their blissful moans, their pleading begs." She weakly muttered, licking her soft sensual lips.

She fucking knew who I was!

"Damn!" Sidgried blurted out, "The hell."

"Arsene has turned you! What happens to that pure, innocent woman!" I uttered with a righteous cry!

"You're nothing more than a slave, Yura. can't you see that?" Said Larisa, holding onto my sleeve. But her bashful face told a bit of a different tale.

Sorry, brother, but dicking your wife is going to have to wait. My wife comes first. But I promise. I will have your wife begging your name. She is already entranced. So having her wait will only benefit me.

Shrugging her shoulders, Lilith turned to the stranger, with azure hair and silver eyes. He was young, really young based upon his aura but weak. Taking a whiff of the air, I narrowed my eyes at the slight familiarity in blood with Tang Feng.

Man. This is going to be a fun night... No, it's going to be a fun week, if not a month.. The blood smears can wait.