Recap of Chapter 31
The Tower of Crimson Desire trembled as the defeated Overlords crawled before a rising throne of bone and steel. From the abyss emerged the Prime Overlord, Father of Lust, bound in chains that glowed like molten veins. His presence crushed the air, smothering even Losty's Lustfire. Mistress Eros—once Queen of Lust herself—revealed the terrifying truth: this was her father. Losty, instead of bowing, stood tall and declared: "She's mine now. You want her? Come take her."
The Weight of the Prime
The Tower split open like a wound. Lustfire burned everywhere, yet it bent unnaturally toward the Prime Overlord's throne. Even the flames were pulled to him, as though he was the source of desire itself.
Losty's women staggered. Clara clutched her chest. "It's… hard to breathe."
Aurora fell to her knees, gasping. "His… presence… it's choking me…"
Selene forced herself upright, teeth gritted. "No… it's not choking. It's… pulling. He's dragging out everything inside us."
Mistress Eros trembled, hiding her face in Losty's chest. "That's his gift. The Father of Lust doesn't fight with weapons. He fights with hunger. He makes everything crave him."
Losty clenched his fists. His Lustfire sputtered, like a candle in a storm. The Prime's shadow fell over him, towering, oppressive, unrelenting.
"So," the Prime rumbled, his chains groaning as he moved. "You claim one of my daughters. You devour my sons. You break my laws."
His voice cracked the air like a whip.
"You think yourself a god, boy?"
Losty smirked, defiant. "Not a god. Just better than you."
The First Blow
The Prime's laughter shook the Tower. Then his chained hand rose, and the world tilted. Gravity itself warped.
Losty slammed against the floor, pinned by the Prime's aura. His women screamed as they were dragged toward the throne, their bodies bending as if invisible chains had hooked them.
Clara clawed at the stone. "Losty!"
The Prime extended a finger toward her. The chain around his wrist cracked, loosening. A tendril of molten energy lashed out, wrapping around Clara's waist. She gasped as it pulled her into the air, dragging her toward him.
"No!" Losty roared, forcing himself up through the crushing weight. His Lustfire flared, burning against the invisible grip. His bones screamed under the pressure, but he moved. Step by step.
The Prime's eyes narrowed. "Interesting. Most men break before crawling. You stand."
Losty leapt, cutting the chain of energy with a slash of Lustfire. Clara fell into his arms, trembling, clutching him.
"Stay behind me," he growled.
The Prime's Chains
The Prime rose fully from his throne. Chains uncoiled from his body, dozens, hundreds, each glowing with the heat of a thousand suns. They writhed like serpents, hissing, snapping, filling the air with a metallic symphony.
Eros gasped. "No… he's releasing them. Those chains… each one binds a realm of lust. If he unleashes them all—"
Losty cut her off. "Then I'll burn them all."
The Prime's lips curved into a cruel smile. "Burn chains forged from the first hunger? Boy, you amuse me."
Chains lashed out, faster than thought. Losty spun, his Lustfire trailing arcs of crimson flame, severing some, deflecting others. Each clash rang like thunder, sparks of Lustfire scattering across the battlefield.
But with every cut, two more chains emerged.
The Prime laughed. "You burn. I grow. That is the law."
The Women's Resolve
Losty staggered as a chain wrapped around his arm, searing into his flesh. He snarled, ripping it free, but the heat burned deep.
Selene darted forward, her claws glowing with Lustfire. She slashed, severing three chains at once. "You're not fighting him alone!"
Aurora summoned her radiant threads, weaving shields of burning silk around Losty. The chains struck, sizzling against her barriers, but she held fast.
Clara raised her hands, chanting desperately. "System—link me to him! Give me his pain!"
The System chimed:
Ding!
Support Link Activated: Clara ↔ Losty.
Clara screamed as burns appeared on her arms, mirroring Losty's wounds. But she smiled through the pain. "Now… you can fight without fear."
Mistress Eros stepped forward, her crimson aura igniting. Her voice rang like a vow. "Father… I renounce you. I give my throne, my power, my very body to Losty!"
Crimson energy surged from her, pouring into Losty like liquid fire. His aura exploded outward, his flames towering higher, hotter, more defiant.
Lustfire Ascension
The Prime's chains faltered for a moment. His eyes narrowed. "So. My daughter betrays me fully."
Losty's Lustfire blazed like a sun, fusing with Eros's crimson energy. His wounds sealed. His body shone with molten fire.
Ding!
New Evolution Achieved: Lustfire Ascension.
Ability: Chainbreaker – All bindings weaken before your flame. Multiplier ×10.
Losty roared, tearing through the next wave of chains with a single swing. They shattered like glass, their fragments dissolving into moans and smoke.
The Prime staggered, his grin fading.
"Impossible," he growled.
Losty smirked. "Get used to it."
Clash of Titans
The battlefield shook as they collided. Chains clashed with Lustfire, the impact creating shockwaves that shattered mountains beyond the Tower.
Each strike from the Prime rattled Losty's bones, but his flames only grew brighter. Each chain broken fed him power. Each moan wrung from the Overlords fueled his hunger.
His women fought beside him, weaving power into his strikes. Aurora's threads reinforced his flames. Selene's claws shredded through chains before they reached him. Clara's link funneled his pain away. Eros's crimson aura merged seamlessly, their bond tightening with every second.
The Prime snarled, his chains flailing in desperation. "You cannot take from me! I am the First Desire! I am hunger itself!"
Losty slammed his fist into the ground, Lustfire erupting into a towering inferno. "And I am its end."
The flames consumed half the throne, chains snapping like brittle twigs. The Prime staggered, his body cracking.
The Revelation
The Prime knelt, his molten veins dimming. But then… he laughed. Low. Dark.
"You think you've won, boy? You've only freed me."
The chains binding his body snapped one by one, not broken by Losty—but by the Prime's will.
Eros's eyes widened in horror. "No… Father's chains weren't holding others. They were holding himself."
The Prime rose, unshackled, his aura blacker than void, hungrier than eternity. His voice thundered, shaking the cosmos.
"I am no longer bound. I am pure hunger. And I will devour your flames first."
Cliffhanger
The Tower crumbled as the Prime Overlord shed his chains, his true form revealed—an endless abyss of desire, a storm of hunger that even Lustfire struggled to illuminate.
Losty's women clung to him, their eyes wide with terror.
The Prime's voice whispered across the battlefield, soft and cruel.
"Tell me, boy… will you feed me with your women first, or will you burn while they scream?"
Losty stood tall, flames roaring defiantly. But for the first time… his fire flickered.
Should Losty sacrifice everything to destroy the Prime Overlord here, or retreat with his women to fight another day?