(Author's Note: Before reading this chapter, please make sure to read the previous one. Some important changes and updates were introduced there, and understanding them is essential to fully grasp the events in this chapter. Thank you for your support and happy reading!)
Auren nodded, wiping his hands. "I stacked enough wood to keep the fire alive through the night. Wild animals won't risk coming close."
With full bellies and flickering firelight casting shadows that danced around the trees, they set up a small tent beside the wagon. The ground was rough, but exhaustion overruled discomfort. They rolled out their bedding—thin, worn-out mats that had seen too many journeys—and crawled inside.
The wagon owner was the first to fall asleep, his soft snores soon joining the sound of rustling leaves. Riven turned to Auren one last time before closing his eyes.
"You're different since that last fight," he whispered.
Auren's eyes stayed open, gazing at the ceiling of the tent. "I'm remembering who I really am."
Riven didn't reply. He simply closed his eyes and let the sleep claim him.
Outside, the fire crackled. Deep within Auren's mind, the system's words still pulsed like a whisper:
> "Domination is the key. Lust. Power. Control."
The cool night air swirled through the cracks of the tent. Crickets chirped and the world was calm—but Auren's eyes suddenly opened.
He sat up slowly, careful not to wake Riven or the wagon owner, who both lay sleeping beside the dim embers of their fire.
Auren's mind was restless. Something deeper pulled him from slumber.
His thoughts turned to Roxy—the adventurer guild receptionist. Her calm demeanor, her precise tone, her soft, focused gaze. But more importantly… the moment they shook hands earlier that day, he had imprinted a Soul Trace Seal onto her.
> "Now it's time to find her."
Auren stepped out into the darkness, cloaked in silence. His eyes glowed faintly with magical energy as he activated the seal.
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Soul Trace Seal Activated
Target: Roxy
Connection: Established
Emotion Pulse: Calm
Distance: 3.2 km
Direction: Northeast
Status: Sleeping
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Auren smiled slightly.
He channeled more of his mana, deepening the tether. The seal grew stronger, stretching across the city. Finally—click—his vision locked onto her presence. She was inside a small house near the city's eastern wall.
> "Let's begin step two…"
With swift steps and shadow-drenched speed, he reached the street. The city was quiet, only the wind whispering through alleyways.
He stopped in front of a small wooden home with warm orange light bleeding through the edges of a window.
He raised his hand. Knock, knock.
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Inside Roxy's Home
Roxy stirred from her sleep, her soft skin cold under the sheets. She groaned and sat up, her body bare from the night's rest. Hearing the knock again, she quickly reached for her clothes—pulling on a loose tunic and pants—and grabbed the small dagger she kept beside her bed.
Another knock. Her heartbeat picked up.
> "Who's there?" she called out, stepping lightly toward the door.
A voice answered calmly, "Me, Auren. Miss Roxy, we met today at the guild. You gave me and my friend Riven our adventurer IDs."
Roxy squinted suspiciously, gripping the dagger tighter.
> "So what? Why are you here… at this hour?"
> "We're leaving the city before sunrise. I just noticed there's a mistake in my name on the ID. I wanted to correct it quickly before we go."
She sighed, professional as ever, and opened the door.
> "Fine. Let me check it."
She let him in and motioned to a wooden chair in the hall. He sat silently, observing every move she made.
Roxy walked to the table, sat down, and carefully examined the ID under a lantern's light.
> "There's no mistake in this," she murmured.
Then it hit her. Her eyes widened slightly.
> "Wait… how did he know where I live?"
Her instincts flared. Without hesitation, she reached for the dagger she had just placed beside the lamp—and lunged.
But Auren was ready.
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Psychic Bind – Activated
Invisible mental chains erupted from Auren's mind, snapping around Roxy's arms and wrists before her blade could touch him.
Her body froze mid-motion. Her eyes widened in shock as her arms trembled, forced into submission.
> Auren stood slowly, gaze cold and sharp.
"You're good with a knife. But not better than me."
She grit her teeth, struggling to move, but the chains only tightened.
Then he raised his eyes.
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Dominator's Gaze – Activated
Their eyes locked. A surge of mental pressure slammed into Roxy's mind.
Her muscles locked, her thoughts scattered. Her breath hitched. She was paralyzed.
Auren stepped closer, his voice now deep and firm, yet laced with menace.
> "Next time, don't try to cut someone who only came to talk. I don't like being disrespected."
She managed to whisper, "What… do you want… from me?"
"I want your curvy body to taste my dick."
She trembled slightly, confused, struggling between instinct and logic.
He tilted his head slightly.
"Mental Bind."
Her mind froze. Thoughts slowed. The fear was still there, but it was dulled. Like a whisper underwater.
"Desire Twist."
Auren focused, subtly nudging emotions within her — not overwhelming, not artificial. Just enough to sow the seed of curiosity. The kind that turns fear into intrigue, defiance into fascination.
Roxy blinked.
"Why… can I still think clearly?" she muttered.
"Because I want you to," he replied calmly. "This isn't domination. It's evolution. You're strong, Roxy… I'm only showing you what lies beyond control."
He let the bindings loosen. She staggered, breathing heavily, blade still on the ground.
"I could scream."
"You won't," he said, voice smooth.
Roxy stood in the hall, its marble floors cold beneath her feet, her body no longer her own, enslaved by Auren's dark will. Her mind screamed in defiance, I'm not his toy! but her limbs moved only at his command, a cruel enchantment binding her flesh to his desires.
Her pussy was already wet, a humiliating betrayal of her raging guilt, her big boobs straining against her thin dress. I don't want this.