[Note: This chapter will contain R18 CONTENT.] ('A lil bit')
As Sky stepped into the house, the fading sunlight casting warm streaks through the shop windows, Serena turned from the counter and looked at him.
"Hey, Sir Sky. Where have you been?" she asked softly, her eyes tracing the sweat and grime on his face.
"Can you help me close up the shop?"
Sky gave her a tired but smug smile and nodded. "Of course."
Without another word, he moved to the shelves and began packing potions into their crates carefully this time, since one of the glowing bottles earlier had nearly bitten his fingers off.
Serena watched him out of the corner of her eye, clearly curious but choosing not to press for details... yet.
Once the last box was stacked, Sky wiped his hands on his pants and made his way to his room.
He collapsed onto the bed with a heavy sigh and reached into his pouch.
Ten small, glowing spheres rolled into his palm: the goblin cores.
They shimmered faintly, like someone had bottled moonlight and forgotten to tighten the lid.
"Insp—wait, let me guess…" he muttered.
[Goblin Core – Rank F]
Can be used in two ways:
Consumed for bloodline tempering and XP
Sold for system currency (5 SP each)
Sky's eyes gleamed. "Bloodline tempering, huh?"
Without hesitation, he tossed one into his mouth and swallowed.
Then another.
Then the rest.
All ten cores disappeared into his stomach in five seconds.
[You absolute dumbass.]
[Core consumption limit exceeded.]
"What do you mean—?!"
And that's when the pain hit.
His entire body seized up. Muscles spasmed.
Bones cracked and reformed. His veins burned like they were being replaced with molten metal.
Sky bit down on a cloth, muffling the screams that clawed their way up his throat.
The walls were thin—Serena couldn't hear this.
He dropped to the floor, writhing.
Black sludge oozed from his skin as if his pores were purging filth, corruption, and whatever bad decisions he'd made in the last hour.
And just when he thought it would never end—
[Bloodline Advancement: 70% Unlocked]
[You have reached: Diabolos Vein – Stage Two]
[New Skills Acquired:]
[NEW SKILLS UNLOCKED]
Bloodlust Aura (Passive) – Nearby enemies suffer intimidation debuff—increases when injured.
Demon's Embrace (Active) – Steal a portion of HP from physical contact with a target.
Abyssal Body (Passive) – Increases resistance to physical and dark-element damage.
Rage Pulse (Active) – Release a burst of corrupted energy around you. Scales with emotional state. Cooldown: 60s.
Bloodline Synchronization: +20 to Strength and Endurance
Sky rolled over and groaned. He could feel it—his skin had hardened, his muscles felt tighter, and his blood... was different.
More alive. More dangerous.
He stood slowly, his joints still crackling from the transformation.
In the bathroom, he peeled off his shirt and stepped under the cool running water.
The black sludge washed away in oily streams, revealing smoother, tougher skin beneath.
His reflection stared back at him: eyes sharper, body more defined, and the faint red glow in his irises more intense than ever.
He smirked.
"I don't just look like a demon now… I feel like one."
As water ran down his back, he flicked the system open again and scrolled through the skill descriptions, feeling like a kid who just found cheat codes.
And this was only Stage Two.
He walked out of the shower feeling like a new man and put on a new set of clothes, and then Serena walked in.
"Young master, dinner is ready." he walked out of his room and sat at the dining table,
"Thanks for the food", he said softly and started eating.
While he was eating, a plan was brewing in his mind.
He finished his meal quickly, then he sat there for a minute thinking of a way to sleep with Serena.
She walked over to him, her sweet scent attacking his nose, which made him think about it even more.
She took the plate and walked over to the small kitchen to wash the dishes.. Naughtily, he moved slowly and boldly hugged her from behind, with one hand on her waist and the other turning her face towards him.
She tried to protest, but before she could say anything, his lips claimed hers.
As their lips intertwined, his tongue found its way to her, then he started to wrestle with her tongue....
"Mmmm," she moaned softly as he reached his hand to touch her 'D' cup breast.
She could only moan softly as he kissed her neck.
"aaahah aaaah" he played with her breast through the clothes like a little child, then he moved his hands to her upper dress and moved them down slowly.
With the dress falling to the ground, he turned her around, looking deeply into her eyes. She turned away, feeling embarrassed, and then said in a sweet and shy voice,
"I am too old, you should find someone younger and someone who is your age," she said while trying to break away.
He touched her chin and made her face him. In a low, sexy, manly voice, he said,
"In a galaxy of stars, l only see you", he did not let her respond.
Claiming her lips, he lifted her by the waist as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
He walked slowly to the bed, his lips never leaving hers, and gently placed her on the bed.
The flash would be ashamed if he saw how fast the clothes hit the ground.
Leaving his underwear with an imprint of a rock-hard pole.
He approached her slowly and removed her bra and started sucking her breasts.
"Aaah aaaaha aahahaah ", she cried out a she held his head, pressing his head on breast to suck harder.
She started feeling the heat between her legs and started squeezing her thighs together.
In between her cave was a river flowing, and it was longer than the Yangtze River.
'Is this a trait of all mature women? Why is she wet so fast??', his thought.
Anyway, he stated biting and nibbling on her nipples since she was already a river down.
"aaahahaa aah not so rough ", she muttered breathless.
"l feel weird", she said as she started twisting, shaking, and squirting.
"Tsaaa, tsaaaa ", she released all her juices on his leg.
suddenly he felt a hand on his dick and saw it was her hand that was holding his raging little brother
Serena's cheeks flush a deep red as she looks up at you, her hand hesitating slightly but not pulling away.
Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, filled with a mix of shyness and desire.
Young master… if you'll allow me… I… I want to take care of you too… Her fingers gently trace along the outline of his arousal, her touch tentative but eager, her eyes locked on his as she awaits his response.