Aeric stared at the interface for a moment, unimpressed. 'Well, that's a good thing I guess.'
He sat there still, and a few more seconds passed. 'I'll think about Tier Progression later. For now, what I have to worry about is her.'
The interface disappeared and his gaze shifted slowly to Erimyra's lifeless body.
The stillness of death was something Aeric wasn't all too familiar with. His breath hitched in his throat as reality settled over him like a thick, judgemental fog. She was really dead. A weight began to settle on his chest, heavier with each second that passed. He started to think if killing someone had changed him already, because there was a strange feeling he was having.
Or maybe..
It was all just becoming too real for him.
He had already died once before, back in the real world. This reincarnation into this world was his second chance. Even though it was a game and he was nothing else but a Player amongst many others, he realized now that he had a bigger burden on his head because he had a secret to keep.
Even though Eros had made the decree, it was only a temporary reprieve, Aeric knew that. Everyone still believed him to be an abomination, especially outside the borders of Starlight Region. What would happen when they found out that he was an imposter as well, here to [Claim] everything they had.
They wouldn't hesitate to kill him. All the powerful Mothers from other Regions and even the Snake Queen he had heard from stories would certainly make sure he was killed.
He wasn't even sure his mother would still love him, and even if she still did, she wouldn't be able to defeat all the other Mothers of the other Regions. God Eros will certainly want him gone too.
No outsider would be allowed to taint their beautiful world.
It was clear what he had to do now. No more messing around. Aeric of Starlight had to lock it in.
He had to level up as fast as he could and become stronger! He had to [Claim] everyone's Main Skills, all the Mothers and Daughters and make them his Sub Skills. With this, he could become super overpowered! A Diamond Ranked Ascendant!
So that even when they discovered his secret, he would be too powerful than any of them! He was going to [Claim] the powers of Eros himself! Whatever it took to remain alive in this game world!
Aeric took a deep breath of resolution.
As for now, he had to get rid of the issue of this dead lover on the floor.
"Argghhhh!" he suddenly shouted, sitting there casually. He yelled once again. "Arrrgghhh!!!"
Then he rose to his feet and crashed on the door intentionally, following this, he began to bang on it as hard as he could, trying to open the handle.
He heard hurrying footsteps marching to the door and so he quickly stepped back.
"My prince! Are you okay!" a booming voice of a Knightguard echoed from the other side.
Aeric did not answer, and the knight ordered another to break open the door. With a bang, the door shattered in and a team of ready knightguards marched in with swords at their grasps.
"She's a damned assassin!" Aeric shouted, hurrying to his bed and covering himself with the sheets, quivering in his half naked body.
"Young Master!" one of them bowed. "My prince. Are you okay."
The others hurried to where Erimyra lay lifeless.
"The Moonlight Region! They sent her here to kill me!" Aeric cried, pointing at Erimyra's body, squeezing his shoulders in fear.
The knightguard tried to comfort him as he asked his cohorts for an update.
"It's true, commander. The sigil of the Moonlight Region is inscribed at the back of her lower neck," one of them said, tilting her over. "This woman was planted here from the Moonlight Region."
"What is happening here!" Mother Guinevere's voice of panic thundered as she hurried into the room. "Where is my son? Where is my special boy?"
Aeric jumped from the bed like a baby and hurried to her, they locked in a tight embrace. Some would say a little too tight of an embrace, but neither seemed to care.
"Mother!" he exclaimed as he rested his chest on her heavy, soft breasts while his hands wrapped around her as she wrapped hers around him.
"It's okay, son. You're okay. I'm here for you, my special son." She held him tightly and greedily, then her eyes turned cold as she spoke to the knightguards.
"What happened? Someone speak!"
"Your Majesty, it appears that this woman's name is Erimyra of Moonlight not of Starlight," the knightguard replied.
Guinevere's eyes turned even colder as she narrowed them. "Are you saying that Mother Selene sent a woman here to harm my son?"
The knightguard nodded respectfully. "I'm afraid that it was what it seemed. She appears to be an assassin. To kill the Son was her intention."
"That vile hag!" Guinevere cursed. "I knew she despised me but I never thought for once that she would go as far as trying to kill my child!"
"Prince Aeric was able to subdue her because of his greater strength and he took her to the ground and strangled her to death with his bare hands. Seems you have a very strong and capable son, Mother Guinevere."
She looked at her son, who raised his head from her shoulder to look at her as well. They both smiled at each other. "I've always said it. He's a very special boy."
They returned to their embrace.
"Take her whore body and dump it in the ocean, let it feed the wild sharks. I will send a message of warning to Mother Selene to never defy my Region ever again. Any harm attempted on my Son will be met in a thousandfold!"
Aeric remained in the hug with her, keeping up the act as his plan was going as smoothly as he expected. He lifted his gaze and saw his sister Rosette at the entrance of his room, folding her arms and scowling at him with disdain, envy and suspicion.
Aeric gave her a mischievous, mocking smile. Let her hate him, it only made the game more interesting.
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Eternal night. A sky shimmering with an ethereal glow. Stars, the moon, and the absence of visible clouds. Luminescent flowers on the beautiful forests, fireflies and glowing stones. Trees made of shimmering veins of silver, and rivers that were crystal-clear, reflecting the light of the moon.
This was the Moonlight Region which was home to Mother Selene, the first wife of Eros and Mother of all Erothyria.
At the heart of the Region, was the Castle of Moonlight. A tall structure, carved from obsidian stone and silvery power of the moon glowing through its sutures.
The high towers on opposite sides threatened to pierce the sky, and they were draped in tendrils of glowing ivy. Silver banners were on the battlements, while magical symbols were ingrained in pale blue.
The grand courtyard was filled with floating lanterns that bobbed like celestial bodies, casting a soft, otherworldly glow over the land. Inside, the halls of the castle echoed with ancient power, the air thick with the scent of night-blooming flowers and the hum of magic.
But that's not where the real magic was going on, at least not for now.
In the largest of the castle's royal chambers, there was a spacious room with candles that burned with silver flames on the corners. This room was the Celestial Love Chamber.
The chamber was very vast, filled with soft silks, velvet cushions, and mirrors that reflected the act of romance, pleasure, desire and depravity that took place here. Delicate wisps of silver fog curled around in the air, rising from pools of enchanted water that lined the chamber's floor.
But there was an emotion in the air, a feeling. The feeling of desperation and need.
"Please, my Lord! My God! My husband! My king!" Mother Selene's beautiful, matured voice echoed in the dark room. "Please come to me tonight! Come and take me!"
She was laid on the velvet cushion, wearing only a transparent, silver lace gown that had no sleeves and covered nothing but her nipples, falling down to her thighs in slits.
Mother Selene was the epitome of a magical beauty, one that only grew better with age. She had long silver hair and pale, pristine skin. Her eyes were dark, but the pupils were silver, completing the enchanting resplendence that she possessed.
On that velvet cushion, her voluptuous body was on display. Her legs were wide open, and her thick thighs made way for the pink softness that was her sheath, although covered by the transparent lace gown — barely covered at least.
Her breasts were so large and firm that tear dropped to her stomach, and a desperate look was on her face.
"It's been so long, my Lord. Please take me one more time. Mate with me and impregnate me once more! Let me give you a daughter once again. Or perhaps..." her face fell nervous, "... a son."
She waited for Eros's response but the God of Erothyria remained silent.
But now it was clear what this was truly about. Although Eros had not made love with Mother Selene for a very, very long time, leaving her craving his touch and his celestial cock, she had another selfish reason for wanting to do this.
When Mother Selene heard that Mother Guinevere had given birth to a son, she was not fearful, irritated or angered like others. Rather she was envious. What made Guinevere so special that she could bear an anomaly.
In fact, she knew that the boy could not be an anomaly. Mother Selene knew that if Eros didn't want the boy child to live, he would have killed her long ago. This was his plan, a test to see what would happen if he brought a Son to the world rather than a Daughter.
What angered her the most and filled her with this envy was that Eros had chosen Guinevere.
Why? Why her? What was so special about her? She was his first wife and Guinevere was his last! Why would he disrespect her in such a manner?
Mother Selene's eyes narrowed in cold anger as she gazed into the distance, her lips pursed. 'How dare he ignore me?' she thought bitterly. 'Over and over again he ignores me. You have forsaken me, Eros. I am now the first wife that the husband eventually loses his love for.'
'You prefer your younger, fresher wives. And now you have abandoned me.' She stood up from the cushion and the lace gown draped down, reaching her feet.
Selene scoffed silently with disdain. She had ruled this Region with power and grace, had given herself to him time and time again, and yet he treated her like a forgotten lover, always giving his attention to others. It was an insult she could hardly bear.
Not any more.
A knock on her chamber door interrupted her brooding. Selene's sharp gaze flicked toward the door as one of her maidens entered, bowing low in reverence.
The maiden realized that the God had not answered her queen's desperate plea, so she knew she could come in.
"Your Majesty," the maiden spoke with an informal voice, clearly the two knew each other closely.
"Maridel," Mother Selene replied, arranging her clothing. "He still refuses to answer my call."
Maridel, the maiden, smacked her lips. "I wish I had an excuse to give in his name, dear Mother."
"He has abandoned me," Selene stated coldly, as though it did not affect her. "I have made peace with that. I will move on."
"Yes." Maridel said, nodding her head.
Mother Selene turned to her, giving her a piercing look with her sharp silver eyes. "What is it? You have news."
"Oh, yes. Indeed."
"Then speak."
The maiden hesitated for a moment before continuing. "It's about Lady Erimyra."
"Yes," Mother Selene nodded her head. "I had sent her to gather information on the Son that Mother Guinevere had given birth to. His Coming of Age ritual was yesterday. Has she returned? Does she have news?"
Maridel frowned nervously. "Not exactly, my queen. She… she has not returned."
Selene's eyes narrowed, and her voice darkened. "What do you mean, not returned?"
The maiden swallowed hard before speaking again. "She was… killed, Your Majesty. The people of Starlight Region believed her to be an assassin, and she was discovered with the sigil of Moonlight upon her. Mother Guinevere also sent a warning. Any harm sent toward her son will be met with retribution a thousandfold."
For a moment, the room fell into a heavy silence, and then, Selene's eyes blazed with fury. Her silver powers burned in her palms whilst her gown flowed like liquid light, then her voice thundered through the chamber.
"Is that a threat?! Guinevere of Starlight, that... child dares threaten me?!" Her hands clenched into fists, and the air around her seemed to ripple with her rage. "Sleazy whore! She has the audacity to send me a warning?!"
Maridel took a fearful step back, knowing it was wise to avoid Mother Selene in times such as this. "What are you going to do?"
"What do you think!" Selene's voice echoed through the chamber like a clap of thunder. "I sent Erimyra as a spy, not an assassin. Guinevere thinks she can fool me with this petty game? I will not allow this insult to stand!"
She took a deep breath, her power receding slightly as she regained control of her emotions. "Call my daughters. The Institution will open soon, and Guinevere's son will be inducted to learn the ways of magic. My daughters will meet him there, and they will do my bidding."
Mother Selene narrowed her eyes with rage. "I will not be cowed by a mere child and her pathetic brood."
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