Chapter 3

Lucas woke up feeling unusually happy, a stark contrast to his usual morning demeanor. His newfound cheerfulness did not go unnoticed by those closest to him.

"What happened, Lucas? You seem very... happy," Maria was the first to comment, her voice tinged with curiosity.

She stood in the doorway, wrapped in a single cloth that she had hastily grabbed before heading to the bathroom.

The cloth clung tightly to her curves, barely containing her, and it seemed as if it might slip off at any moment.

Lucas looked at her, his smile widening. "I don't know, Maria. I just feel... different today. Like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders."

Maria raised an eyebrow, her curiosity growing. "Really? Did something happen last night?"

Lucas shook his head, still smiling. "No, nothing in particular. I just had a good night's sleep, and now I feel refreshed. It's like I'm seeing the world in a new light."

Maria chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Well, whatever it is, it's a good look on you." She shifted slightly, adjusting the cloth that threatened to slip from her damp body.

"It's nice to see you so happy."

Lucas nodded, feeling a warmth spread through him. "Thanks, Maria. I think it's going to be a great day."

He stared, captivated by how amazing Maria looked at that moment. It didn't take long for his little brother to awaken, and it was indeed sizable. Maria blushed at the obvious sight before her.

She wasn't naive; the size made it unmistakable as it laid a big fat map on his pants.

"I... I g-gotta go now, Lucas! See you later," Maria stuttered, her face flushed bright red. She didn't wait for a response and practically ran away from the scene.

"BANG!" She slammed her room door shut. and it showed how much she was affected upon seeing the great size of her brother's cock.

"Hehehe. Virgins are really cute," Lucas commented, shaking his head with a smirk. His newfound powers made him feel invincible, and the surge of confidence that came with them was intoxicating.

The realization that he could do anything he wanted in this village without opposition made him both arrogant and audacious.

He glanced around his modest home, feeling a sense of superiority he had never known before. "Time to tend to my land," he said to himself, the words carrying a weight of newfound purpose and control.

As Lucas stepped outside, the early morning sun cast a golden hue over the village. The familiar sights now seemed different to him, almost insignificant.

Every step he took felt empowered, and he relished the idea that he was untouchable. The villagers, unaware of his transformation, went about their daily routines, oblivious to the shift in power dynamics.

Lucas made his way to his farm, a small but fertile piece of land that had been in his family for generations.

As he walked through the rows of crops, he marveled at the potential he now held in his hands.

With his abilities, he could ensure a bountiful harvest, protect his land from any threat, and even expand his territory.

He paused at the edge of the field, taking in the sight of his crops swaying gently in the breeze. The feeling of control was exhilarating.

"This is just the beginning," he muttered, a determined gleam in his eyes. "With these powers, I'll make sure this village and everyone in it knows who truly holds the reins."

Lucas set to work, his mind racing with possibilities and plans. The farm chores that once felt mundane were now opportunities to test his abilities and assert his dominance.

Each task was a step toward solidifying his place as the most powerful individual in the village. Still, there was a time for everything. All he needed now was to wait and be patient.

* * *

Five hours later, Lucas returned home, his mind still buzzing with thoughts of his newfound abilities and the possibilities they presented.

He was met with an unusual silence as he entered the house, a stark contrast to the usual bustle.

"What's wrong, Father?" he asked, noticing the worried expression on David's face. His father's brow was furrowed, and his eyes seemed distant, as if struggling to process some heavy news.

David merely looked at him, his mouth opening and closing without producing any sound. The weight of whatever burden he carried was evident, rendering him speechless.

It was Lily who broke the silence, her voice trembling slightly.

"The Immortal Guardian has passed away," she said quietly, each word dripping with gravity. "They say a replacement will arrive in a month at the earliest or six months at the latest."

Lucas felt a chill run down his spine. The Immortal Guardian was the village's protector, a figure of immense power and wisdom who had kept them safe for decades.

The thought of their protector being gone left a gaping void in the fabric of their community.

"How did it happen?" Lucas asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He had always viewed the Guardian as an unshakeable force, something powerful and long lived people.

"We don't know the details yet," Lily replied, her eyes filled with sorrow and uncertainty. "But without the Guardian, the village is vulnerable. There are already whispers of fear spreading among the people."

David finally found his voice, though it was strained. "This is a difficult time for all of us, Lucas. The Guardian's presence was a reassurance, a symbol of our safety. Without them, we must be strong and vigilant."

Lucas nodded, the weight of the situation settling heavily on his shoulders. His newfound powers seemed less of a boon and more of a responsibility now.

The village would need protection, and until the new Guardian arrived, he might be the only one capable of providing it.

"I understand," Lucas said, a new resolve hardening in his chest. "We'll get through this. I'll do whatever it takes to keep us safe."

David placed a hand on Lucas's shoulder, his eyes filled with a mixture of pride and concern. "I know you will, son."

Lucas looked at his family, feeling the enormity of his role within the village. The path ahead was uncertain, but one thing was clear: he would rise to the occasion, no matter the cost.

* * *

And they indeed arrived a week later.

"Time to hunt," Lucas murmured with a smile as he walked out silently into the night.