Chapter 5: The Incubus Order
[I am the accumulation of your hereditary, brought to life by your untimely spirit awakening. I am the Harem Incubus system, manifested by your subconscious to assist in your complete awakening, the awakening of your Incubus bloodline.]
"My what!?"
The first time he laid eyes on it, disbelief washed over him. His bloodline—an Incubus? The system, cold and indifferent, declared that he was descended from a race of demons who fed on desire. It was almost too absurd to be true.
[You are the last descendant of the Incubus bloodline, and you possess ancient powers, powers so potent that no other creatures can hold a candle to you.]
"Okay okay." He chuckled, pressing both sides of his head with his palm. "Maybe Peters was right, I'm not okay, I've been seeing things after that near death experience, I need a doctor."
[You are not hallucinating, it is real.]
Mason fell quiet, his mind drifting back to the moment of his awakening, a memory began to stir in the depths of his thoughts, resurfacing with a clarity that both unsettled and intrigued him.
Slowly, everything started to make sense. During his awakening, the system had presented a list of his abilities, each more baffling than the last.
But the catch? The most powerful of them all was telekinesis.
But what followed was no telekinesis. It was as if time itself bent to his will, freezing in its tracks at his command.
The world around him paused, suspended in an eerie stillness, as though he had become the very architect of time itself.