Incubus Living In A World Of Superpower Users - Chapter 90

90: The Bloodline Could Not Accept?

90: The Bloodline Could Not Accept?

Meanwhile back in the Vault was quiet.

Too quiet.

Lilith stared.

So did Elowen.

And the others.

Not a word was spoken.

Not even a breath.

Because the woman in front of them-this elegant, impossible being-had just dropped to one knee and said something none of them could’ve imagined.

“Master.” The word echoed, not in sound, but in weight.

It wasn’t dramatic.

It wasn’t shouted.

But it felt like a sword cutting clean through the air.

Ethan blinked.

He didn’t move.

He didn’t speak.

He was still trying to understand what had just happened.

The book was still floating around him, happy as ever.

It spun once, then twice, and zipped toward his shoulder like a puppy seeing its owner for the first time in years.

It nuzzled his cheek.

Ethan twitched.

“What the hell is going on?” he muttered under his breath.

He then thought about the only other person who could help him understand all of this, and someone who should have answers for this.

‘Hey, system, do you have anything to say about this?’ [Nope.

She’s got it covered.

Why bother me?] ‘You’re useless.’ [Ouch, although I understand where you come from, but why should I bother to answer this question if you are going to learn from her either way?] He exhaled slowly.

‘Fine.

Then she had better explain.’ He turned his attention back to the woman still kneeling in front of him.

The Librarian slowly stood.

And this time, he looked at her fully.

Not just her presence.

Her body.

She was stunning.

No-stunning didn’t even come close.

She was something else entirely.

Her body… didn’t feel real.

It seemed like someone had taken every detail that could make a woman irresistible and put it together without a single flaw.

Her height was perfect.

Not too tall, not too short.

Just right-enough to catch your eye without trying.

She stood with a quiet kind of confidence.

Not stiff.

Not forced.

Just natural.

Like every inch of her knew exactly what it was doing.

And when she moved?

It was slow.

Smooth.

Not lazy-but like she didn’t need to rush for anything or anyone.

Every step she took made her hips sway gently under those glowing robes, full and wide and soft in all the ways that made you want to look twice.

Her waist narrowed in beautifully, trim but not sharp.

It flowed into her body like it belonged there, curving in just enough to catch your breath.

And her chest… Big.

Round.

Heavy in a way that made the fabric of her robes hug tight against her curves.

They didn’t bounce too much.

They didn’t need to.

They just… sat there.

Bold.

Barely restrained.

The kind of shape that made your eyes wander even when you tried not to.

But none of it felt loud or fake.

She didn’t try to seduce.

She didn’t have to.

The way her thighs filled out beneath her robes… the way her rear looked like it was sculpted to make anyone behind her forget how to speak… it was all there, on display, but without a hint of arrogance.

She wasn’t showing off.

She was just existing.

And somehow, that made her even harder to ignore.

Even Lilith-with her perfect body and dangerous kind of beauty-might’ve hesitated before standing next to this woman.

And Elowen?

With all her grace and elegance?

She might’ve had to blink twice and accept that someone else had just walked in and stolen the air from the room.

But the Librarian didn’t care.

She wasn’t there to compete.

She wasn’t trying to be the most beautiful woman in the room.

She was already without effort.

She stood still, quiet, eyes calm, with that soft glow clinging to her flawless skin like moonlight on silk.

Every breath she took made her curves shift just slightly under the robes, teasing what lay beneath-but never giving too much.

She was warm.

Soft.

Dangerous.

Divine.

And she wasn’t there to impress.

She was there for him.

Ethan cleared his throat.

“So…

what do you mean by ‘Master’?” The Librarian smiled slightly.

It wasn’t seductive.

It was proud.

“I am bound to the Mythical Incubus bloodline,” she said calmly.

“That bloodline does not create duplicates.

It passes only to one holder at a time.

When the previous bearer fell, the Vault entered sleep.

And now…

it has woken.

Because you are here.” Lilith took a step forward.

“You’re saying…

he owns you?” “Not in the sense you mean,” the Librarian replied.

“I was created to serve.

I do not obey all.

I obey only him.

The current bearer.” Ethan blinked again.

“Why, though?

What makes this bloodline so special?” The Librarian tilted her head.

“Because it is older than your world.

Older than the races you know.

Older than anything that the people in this universe understand.

The bloodline you carry is not something that should exist in this universe.

It arrived here.

It changed the laws of power.

And its legacy is so vast that my previous master spent his whole life understanding, but was unable to do so.

That is why he created me and my sisters.

All of us hold knowledge and other important stuff that we understood during our lifetime and chose to keep for the future bloodline holder to take over.

But this does not mean that he is forcing you to continue his work, no, he understood that not everyone is as absorbed in learning the truth as he is, so he hopes that what he left can be his legacy and something he can leave for the future holder.” Ethan slowly turned his thoughts inward again.

‘System?’ [She’s half right.] ‘Explain.’ [The bloodline you carry wasn’t created in this world.

The previous owner came here a long time ago.

He built this Vault.

Created the tools.

Left guardians like her.] ‘And before him?’ [Even he didn’t know.] Ethan’s brows furrowed.

“What do you mean?” [Your universe is a newborn.

A reset.

The last owner of your bloodline was one of the few who became strong enough to reset the world-erase what came before and give the races a second chance.] ‘So there were others?’ [Yes.

But the previous owner didn’t remember them.

It was hidden from him.

Purposely.] ‘Why were they hidden from him?’ [He was not ready, and his way of doing things went against all norms, as he was not learning this to understand, but he was doing this for a much darker purpose, which the bloodline could not accept.] ‘The bloodline could not accept?’ CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Anime_timez24 Your gift is the motivation for my creation.

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