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8.82% The Only Son Amongst The Daughters Of Eros / Chapter 17: The Royal Institution • 2

Chapter 17: The Royal Institution • 2

Not thinking much about it after that, Aeric slid down from Sylver, his boots clicking against the smooth stone ground as he landed on his fist.

'I am supposed to take you to the royal stables where the other beast companions are,' he thought, patting Sylver's sleek silver fur before gesturing for him to follow and leading him to the royal stables.

The stable master gave him a wary look as he secured Sylver among the other companion creatures. They were all majestic and dangerous, but Aeric could bet that none of them matched his Silverwolf. He could see how they reacted to the beast's presence, and Aeric knew he had made the right choice picking him.

He eyed Rosette's Owlbear which was secured directly beside the spot left for his, and after studying the beasts, Aeric turned around and walked away. One curious question was in his mind though; 'Can I also [Claim] the Beast Companions of others?'

As Aeric stepped away from the sables, he arrived at the grand doors of the Royal Institution of Divinity. Normally, with a big step like this, Aeric's old self, Dagwood would have been terrified, too nervous. But now, he was dripping with confidence, even though his heart raced with anticipation, he still had a smirk on his face.

Today the game begins.

Once he took a step to enter the Institution, the doors opened on their own and the moment he stepped inside, the halls consumed him in their grandeur. The ceilings were incredibly tall, soaring above, arched and baroquely detailed with numerous carvings.

Aeric could see the sigils from each region—Moonlight, Starlight, Dawn, Twilight, and Elysium Plains—hung proudly along the marble walls, their concrete colors and symbols catching the fluttering light from the crystal chandeliers overhead.

As his steps echoed in the large corridor, Aeric walked slowly, absorbing the sights with wide eyes, his thoughts churning.

'Damn, they really don't spare any expense here, huh?' he mused as he trailed his fingers along the cool stone walls. His eyes caught the shimmer of the Starlight Region's sigil, a single brilliant star at the center of a swirling nebula, with smaller stars encircling it in a spiral pattern.

He felt a strong sense of loyalty seeing it hanging there amongst the other flags. His eyes then moved to the decorations, gold plating on the walls and balustrades, even the tiles below had some gold etched into their surface.

'Jeez. Even the Castle of Starlight doesn't have this much gold.'

The corridor stretched ahead of him like a road to destiny, one tile seemingly made of silver, and the other made of gold, creating a pattern of white and yellow on the ground. 'This has to be the most exquisite hunting ground,' he chuckled to himself. 'I wonder if there are an—'

"Ahem," a sharp, authoritative voice echoed from behind him, breaking his thoughts.

Aeric spun around, his eyes landing on a woman so close behind him that he had almost rubbed her breasts with his face when he pivoted. Which begged the question; how tall was this woman?

He lifted his chin to see her face and could see that she was in her late forties but carried the grace and beauty of a goddess, but a very stern one. Her features were sharp and dignified, with high cheekbones, full lips painted a deep red, and silver hair elegantly pinned up in an intricate knot.

She had dark and calculating eyes, which were sizing him up with distaste and curiosity, and her lower left chin, near her jaw was a birthmark — a black dot.

She was wearing a regal gown of dark blue and silver that clung tight to her thighs and large breasts. The gown gave space for a lot of cleavage, the boob window had gold designs in its edges and the full gown embroidered with the sigil of the Institution. The gown stopped above her knees, and covering her beautiful long legs was a pair of tight black leggings. On her hand was an open book wreathed in flames, signifying knowledge and power.

'What a woman,' Aeric thought. 'She looks like a fucking amazon.'

"Are you going to stand there gawking, boy, or do you have somewhere important to be?" she said, her voice dripping with authority and impatience.

Aeric straightened up, a smirk forming on his lips. "Apologies madam. I'm new here so I don't really know. My name is—."

"I know what your name is!" she snapped, then her lips twisted into a slight sneer. "You are the Son, aren't you? The one who somehow slipped past the usual… prerequisites." She looked down at him condescendingly, eyeing him with disdain, her gaze traveling his body as if he were a particularly unimpressive specimen.

"I'm Headmistress Lysandra of Twilight. And as much as I'd love to stand here and chat about your remarkable birthright, you have an Assembly to attend. The Declaration of Divinity, as you should know."

Aeric's smirk disappeared. 'That's right, underestimate me. You are going to be one of the first women that I will [Claim]. In fact, you're going to help me get a lot of things done here, since you're the headmistress.'

Lysandra frowned, seeing that the boy's mind was elsewhere. "Hello! Are you even listening to me?! Stop being a fool and head on to the Assembly for your Declaration of Divinity."

Aeric blinked his eyes, but acted normal after that. 'Oh, that's right. The Declaration. I almost forgot.'

The Declaration of Divinity was an important culture in the lore of Erothyria. It was the ceremony where a Player's Affinity and Class would be tested and declared before a group of witnesses. The player's Affinity for Divinity would be measured by the glow of the Divine Crystal ball and then be revealed for all to hear, cementing them as an Awakened Player, ready to cultivate and perform Divine Quests.

Affinity for Divinity was simply how strong one's connection was to their God, Eros. Or another way to put it was how much Divinity they could harness. When a Player stepped up and placed their hands on the Divine Crystal, their Region's colors would radiate with varying intensities, a direct reflection of their power.

Higher intensity meant higher affinity, and lower intensity meant lower affinity.

Aeric was a bit worried about this, and as a result, his palms itched. Since he had the Celestial Depravity System, he had overridden the normal system of the game and therefore wouldn't truly be measured the same way other players were.

Also, he had the God Tyrant Class and the [Claim] Skill, if his Class was announced, wouldn't that just ruin all his plans? They would all know he could steal their powers and possessions by having sex with them. He might never have sex again because no one would want to risk it!

Aeric clenched his jaw, hiding his worry behind a cool facade. "I really don't know where the Assembly is. Can you lead the way?"

Lysandra gave him a dismissive look before turning, her long gown sweeping behind her as she ascended the grand staircase.

Aeric's eyes widened. 'Holy shit! What a grand ass!'

Perhaps it was the gown but the headmistress's huge butt was perfectly and beautifully shaped behind her. Round and curved in all the right places, straining against the fabric of her gown each time she lifted her feet to elevate up the stairs.

'I didn't notice all that at first and I wanted to fuck her,' Aeric ranted hungrily. 'Now, I really... REALLY want to have that.'

"Move along, boy!" Lysandra turned around and boomed at him.

Aeric after normal until she turned around and continued further. Then he facepalmed. Focus, Aeric, Focus.

They reached the Assembly Hall, and once he stepped inside, he saw a wide, towering chamber that took his breath away. Marble pillars lined the sides, holding up a finely designed domed ceiling with mosaics of Eros and his daughters.

Glowing light orbs floated high above, used to illuminate the room. There were rows upon rows of seats filled with the Daughters of Eros, all dressed in their elegant robes, and once they noticed his presence, their eyes all locked on him. Teachers, too, sat in the higher seats, their expressions unreadable but clearly judging him.

But all Aeric was seeing before him were large breasts and rotund asses wearing expensive clothes.

It was a room full of women… and apart from the Divine Speaker standing on the elevated center, he was the only man!


Chapter 18: Declaration Of Divinity •1

'Well, well, if it isn't the abomination himself!'

'I can't believe a boy is actually going to be amongst us. It's a travesty!'

'He looks different from what I imagined…'

'The people were right. He does have the face of an angel. But I know he's anything but. He's actually a demon, sent to ruin the order of things, sent to curse the Divinity!'

Aeric kept his head high, his eyes scanning the hall. 'Let them whisper in their concealed thoughts. Soon, they'll be under me, one way or another.'

At the center of the hall, on the elevated podium, stood the Divine Speaker, a tall, cloaked man with a serene expression. Beside him was the Divine Crystal. It was like Aeric had expected, a glowing sphere resting on a pedestal. This was the crystal that held the power to reveal a Player's Affinity and their Class.

Aeric eyed it carefully as he walked towards the chair that Lysandra pointed to him for him to occupy. It was the middle chair amongst three placed in the front center of the crowd, two Daughters were sat on either side.

As he took his seat, he tried to ignore the stares and murmurs, acting nonchalant and indifferent. When he glanced shortly to his left, he saw that the girl had long, elf-like ears and pristine brown skin.

From this, Aeric knew that she was from the Elysium Plains. Her complexion was very smooth, her hair was pink and her scarlett eyes locked onto his with a warmth that surprised him.

Surprisingly—at least to Aeric—she smiled at him, and he found himself returning the gesture involuntarily. 'Interesting,' he thought, 'are people from the Elysium Plains this friendly?'

He was not used to such warmth from any of the Daughters, especially in a room full of rivals.

This prompted him to look to his right, maybe he would receive the same smile as well. But to his right sat a shy, blonde girl with glasses. She adjusted them nervously as he sat beside her, then fumbled with the hem of her gown.

She was fumbling with the gown because they seemed to fight with her massively oversized breasts. Dawn Region, Aeric surmised with a nod of his head. It wasn't just the pale gold and silver patterns on her attire, or her blonde hair and vibrant skin, but Aeric had heard tales about Mother Aurora's magnificent heavy-duty boobs and it seemed the lucky girl had inherited them.

She had a fragile, bookish air about her, like someone who spent more time in libraries than on battlefields. 'A nerd,' Aeric smirked inwardly, suppressing a chuckle at how stiff she was. 'Well, this should be fun.'

Before he could get comfortable, the Divine Speaker's majestic voice echoed throughout the hall.

"Welcome, Young Awakened Civilians of Erothyria, to the beginning of another year at the Royal Institution of Divinity," the Speaker intoned, his words resonating through the assembly. "Today marks a special occasion. Three Daughters..." He paused, then corrected himself with a nod toward Aeric, "Three Children of Eros have reached their Coming of Age over the holidays and are now ready to reveal their Affinity for Divinity and have their Classes declared."

He hesitated before continuing. "You all know how the Declaration is performed, you took part in it as well, in your time. The Awakened Child will step forward and place both hands on the surface of the Divine Crystal. The light of their Region will illuminate the glass ball and the intensity of the light will decide their Affinity!"

Aeric's eyes narrowed slightly, his mind already racing. 'Come to think of it, this feels like an auction and I'm being sampled the products. Whichever one of these Daughters have the highest Affinity will have the strongest Main Skill. Which means I'll have to target whoever that is, and claim her Skill.'

He smirked. 'Ingenious! Here we go then. Let's see what these 'Daughters' have to offer.'

"Daughter Meira of Dawn," the Speaker called out.

The shy blonde girl beside him slowly rose to her feet, clearly nervous. 'Meira, huh?' Aeric thought as she adjusted her glasses and her gown once more before stepping forward. Her movements were awkward, hesitant, but she made her way to the Divine Crystal in the center of the hall. The eyes of the entire Institution were locked on her.

'Alright, Meira. Show me what you got.'

"Place your hand on the Divine Crystal, Daughter Meira," the Divine Speaker commanded, stepping out of the way.

Meira obeyed, carefully placing her hand gently on the glass ball, and almost immediately, it glowed a bright yellow. The yellow grew brighter and brighter, making murmurs ripple through the crowd as the color radiated, illuminating the hall.

"I, the Divine Speaker of the Royal Institution declare that Daughter Meira of Dawn has an Affinity of 77%," the Speaker announced, his voice carrying a note of admiration as he raised his hand above, causing a glow to bathe the hall.

The crowd's murmuring grew louder—77% was not a number to scoff at. "Her Class is declared as Colormancer, granting her the ability to control and manipulate the spectrum and colors of the world."

Aeric's brow lifted in mild interest. 'A Colormancer?' he mused. 'Not bad. She'll have some use on the battlefield, especially with a high Affinity like that.' His eyes flicked to the crystal, watching the yellow glow fade as Meira stepped back. 'That kind of power…' His fingers twitched. 'Could be fun to Claim one day. The idea of adding her Main Skill to my own arsenal is already stirring some dark excitement inside of me.'

Meira returned hastily to her seat, her cheeks flushed from the attention, though she quickly avoided his gaze as she sat down. Aeric smirked but said nothing.

"Next," the Divine Speaker called, "Linnette of Elysium."

The elf-eared girl to his left shot up from her seat, full of energy and confidence. Aeric watched her closely, noting the spring in her step and the sparkle in her eyes as she approached the crystal. 'She's certainly excited. Wonder if that matches her abilities.'

"Hands on the Crystal, Daughter Linnette."

Linnette placed her palms on the ball, and it flared to life once again, this time glowing a deep, verdant green.

The green glowed for a while, it increased a little bit, getting fairly brighter, but that was it.

"I, the Divine Speaker if the Royal Institution declare that Daughter Linnette of Elysium possesses an Affinity for Divinity, 58%," the Speaker declared, lifting his hand and performing the same magic as he had done for Meira, although his tone was less enthusiastic than with Meira.

Linnette's energy didn't falter, though. She beamed proudly as the Speaker continued. "Her Class is declared as Druid, giving her dominion over nature and the power to commune with the earth."

Aeric leaned back, crossing his arms as he watched her practically skip back to her seat. 'A Druid with only 58% affinity?' he thought, the slightest hint of derision entering his mind. 'She'll be useful, but not much of a threat. Maybe more of a support role. Not worth Claiming… yet. So I guess...' he turned to Meira and smiled, 'you're the winner, Meira. You get to take my seed.'

"And now..." the Speaker's voice cut through the murmurs that had started up again. "Son Aeric of Starlight."

The moment the Speaker said his name, the hall fell silent. Aeric snapped his head to the center, returning to the present where he could feel every eye in the room turn toward him.

He stood slowly, adjusting his jacket and suppressing the flicker of nerves. Then, step... step... after step.

His footsteps echoed in the silence, and he could feel the tension mounting. This was his moment. The Declaration of Divinity. He decided not to use the [Insight] Skill to listen to anyone's thoughts at that moment, because it could make him even more nervous than he already was. What if the God Tyrant Class was revealed? What if [Claim] gets exposed?

The crystal loomed before him now, its surface shimmering with latent power. The Divine Speaker stepped out of the way. "As your sisters did, Son. Hands on the Crystal."

Aeric reached out, hesitating for a moment as his fingers hovered over the sphere. 'It's all part of the game,' he reminded himself. 'The system knows what it's doing. Play it smart. Play it cool.'

His palms touched the glass sphere.


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