Demonic Po*nstar System

Chapter 606: Manifestation

This ’spell’ replaced all his previous Gluttony Stance spells, becoming the sole gluttony-related power he had. However, it was not a spell in the traditional sense; it was always active and allowed Kaiden unprecedented freedom in what he decided to do with it. The output and mana expenditure depended on his intent and what he manifested.

The same was true for the Pride and Wrath stances as well.

When Kaiden called upon Gluttony, Vaelira’s chest didn’t merely tear - it opened.

The space around the claw became a localized void, pulling her flesh apart until her heart was laid bare before him.

Yet, she didn’t die. With his direct intent, Gluttony acted as a spectral life-support, creating a forced stabilization of her vitals. She was trapped in a state of living vivisection.

”Perhaps this will let even a fake husk like you feel something real for once...” Kaiden whispered while his orange eyes flared, turning back to crimson.

He channeled the [Manifestation of Wrath] through the claw and directly into her cardiac muscle. He didn’t just inject heat; he injected his fury.

”ARGHHHHH STOP!!” Vaelira’s entire nervous system was suddenly hijacked by a high-frequency kinetic vibration. It felt as if every cell in her body was being rubbed raw by sandpaper, her blood turning into liquid lead that boiled from within.

The pain was so absolute it transcended screaming; soon, she could only gasp, her body arching off the bed in a silent, violent spasm as the raw hatred Kaiden held for her filtered through her veins like venom.

But just as the initial shock of Wrath settled into a dull, throbbing agony, Kaiden shifted his focus again, weaving the final layers of his move.

First, he injected a condensed spark of Gluttony into her heart, a minuscule residue of himself, of his devouring hunger. It settled there like a dark parasite, a tiny, localized hunger that sat dormant, waiting for his command to begin eating her from the inside out.

Second, directly on her heart, a complex, golden-arcane Glyph of Authority manifested. It glowed with the weight of a decree. Kaiden pressed it in, embedding the sigil deep into her heart.

And just like that, Vaelira’s new reality was established.

The open wound closed as if it had never existed, the skin knitting back together with the assistance of his Blood Monarch’s Gauntlet.

Only then did Vaelira go limp against the hospital mattress, her limbs splayed out as the artificial life-support mana of the room tried to compensate for the sudden trauma to her system.

She felt a heavy, cold weight settle behind her sternum that pulsed in time with her heartbeat, a sensation that made her feel as though she were carrying a heavy bomb inside her chest.

She raised a trembling hand to her skin that was punctured just a moment ago. ”What did you do to me?” she whispered, her voice barely carrying enough air to be audible. ”I feel... Wrong...”

Kaiden stood over her with his gaze fixed on the spot where his claw had penetrated her flesh only moments before. ”I have branded you with a permanent seal of my authority, making you my living property,” he stated, his voice flat and devoid of any warmth.

”I injected the raw essence of my wrath and my hunger directly into your cardiac muscle. The fury you felt earlier is now a dormant spark that I can ignite at any distance, at any time. Your blood will turn into fire the moment you displease me.”

”!!” As the blonde woman’s expression turned to one of overwhelming horror, Kaiden continued with a matter-of-fact tone as if he were describing the weather. ”Beside that spark, the hunger of my gluttony sits as a parasitic force. It will remain quiet until I give the command for it to begin devouring your physical body from the inside out.”

”What...” Vaelira breathed, her face losing the last of its natural color as she processed the description of the internal trap he had built within her.

Kaiden watched her struggle to breathe for a moment before he offered a small, cold smile that did not reach his eyes. ”A demonstration will make the reality of your situation clearer,” he said, and he ignored her frantic gasp of protest. ”NO!!!!!!!”

His eyes flared with a piercing, incandescent orange light. Vaelira immediately felt a horrific tugging sensation at the center of her being. Her mana reserves, her physical strength, and the warmth of her vessel vanished into the void in her chest, and from there, directly transmitted into Kaiden’s core. She slumped further into the bed, her vision blurring as her life force was sucked away, leaving her an empty husk on the verge of collapse.

Kaiden blinked, and the orange light vanished, allowing her gasping lungs to finally pull in a ragged breath of air. ”I can drain your life force whenever I wish,” he informed her as she shivered under the thin sheets. ”The seed of gluttony will drop you dead on the spot if I decide to complete the consumption.”

Vaelira stared at him with pure horror, her mind unable to find a single defensive thought to protect her ego. ”Why?” she asked, her voice cracking as she looked at him.

Kaided smiled. ”Why? Vaelira, you offered to be my sex slave, my bitch, my maid who would pay for the privilege of serving my every need. I just accepted your offer and branded you with a seal to ensure, for once, you could not run away from the consequences of your actions.”

His ominous smile deepened. ”That said, I have no use for your used-up hole, nor do I need a maid. Your mere presence in my home would ruin everyone’s mood.”

”Then let me go... Don’t brand me...” she protested weakly.

”Now that, Highschool Crush of Mine, we simply can’t have.”

Kaiden’s grin deepened once again until it turned outright evil. ”I am thoroughly finished with your bullshit. Your incessant meddling will no longer be tolerated, for you are now my rightful property.”

He leaned down slowly until his face was a mere inch from hers.

Vaelira stared into the abyss of his eyes, seeing no trace of the boy she had once mocked. In that suffocating proximity, she saw only an infinite, shifting darkness that made her soul feel exposed and fragile.

”You will obey every word I speak from this moment forward,” Kaiden whispered, his voice vibrating through the very air she breathed. ”I expect you to fulfill your duties with a smile on your face, and you will never again speak ill of my women.”

”...” She tried to look away, but he gripped her chin, his fingers like iron bands that forced her to maintain eye contact. His expression shifted, his features smoothing into a mask of cold indifference that stripped away the last of his humanity in her eyes. He didn’t look like a man seeking revenge; he looked like a natural disaster that had finally decided to take notice of an ant.

”You will do exactly as I say because I literally hold your life in my palm. Every beat of your heart is a gift I have chosen not to rescind...”

”Yet.”

”Is that understood?”