The Lost

He wondered to himself at the realization that the woman was a true deep sleeper because she did not wake up despite his loud voice.

Then he moved to her side and sat on the bed, gently admiring her rainbow-coloured smooth hair with his firm muscular hand, he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek.

Which moved down slightly as he took her lips into his and chewed for a second before leaving that too, and as the lips moved,

he looked at her face, and it was at this moment that the Ability "Lustful Absorbtion" got awakened forcefully, with a hot sensation travelling down his gut.

The awakening of this power flooded his soul with an overwhelming surge of boundless lust, surpassing any level of desire ever experienced by a human in history.

Yet, it was still only accumulating in power and couldn't cloud his judgement, at least for now.

He regained some of his control and concentrated on Eva Lust Vincias, the woman standing in front of him.

She held an important place in this world for him, as the elder sister of Emma, his mother, and the first daughter of Valeria, his adored grandmother. Meaning she was a very special Royalty too.

He had never met Eva in his former life and was ignorant of both her existence and the circumstances behind her disappearance at the age of 20. So he was rather ignorant of her details, But he had some ideas at least, due to mainly his mother speaking about her at times, and from watching memories while infinite warping: One, Eva had been a potential candidate for the King's concubines, but she had fortunately been removed from the list due to his limited time and the need to choose concubines who had the best chances of becoming pregnant with a Born-dragon.

It was a passing conversation at some random moment of Harry's former life.

Two, He also knew the way to get into this room—through that hidden passageway.

Additionally, he was also aware of his aunt's Gift, [Two of thyself].

An ability perfect for his current situation.

An Ability that was first ever seen in this woman, an ability which allowed the person in question to give birth to a baby in seconds,

And after the baby is born, the baby will be the ability user's second body. in simpler words—a clone.

And as far as he could understand, it should be a complete copy of himself, with all his abilities, meaning he could have two of himself working for one goal.

Even though he was not very keen on allowing a clone–even if it was his own mind–to touch his woman, He could send it to the outside world and let it fuck random woman, earning points passively.

While his true self could just go Absorb a Gift with the ability to transform from a baby to adult at his whims and act as Emma's Son, Even though finding such an ability was near impossible. It was a must for him to not slow his progress significantly for the next fifteen years.

Till that is achieved, the clone could act as his decoy.

But there was a severe problem with this Over powered seeming ability. Which was not much of a problem for him, This ability seemingly had no next stage of development, as even after almost half a decade, Eva was still in the base stage of the ability.

And nowadays, it was considered an ability among the 'Lost.'

Abilities that could not grow stronger.

The Gifts which seemed to have no path ahead.

Moreover, this ability didn't give you any other power than another mortal shell, another body, A mortal body.

And two mortals didn't equal even a single stage 1 existence, not even nearly!

Meaning, to the true owner of this ability, it was nothing short of a burden.

But to him, This was his biggest and most easiest cheat!

Yet, as he pondered on this, he couldn't hold his lust back anymore, the clarity he had forced on himself started to weaken; Luckily, he knew some things about the woman sleeping there.

A poor soul who was barely cared about by anyone. A kind woman who deserved all the love. A woman who needed to be loved.

He shall be the one to accept her. If she didn't have any useful abilities that made her worthy of being cared, he would still care for her. She was his aunt, she deserved to be cared for.

More than anything, there was a promise she made to Emma, one of the few who still cared for her a lot: if you had a son, I will marry him. I will be his woman till I die.

And Harry was sure she wouldn't mind any of his advances when she comes to know of who he was.