New Born

Meanwhile, after Arsenal returned home, he went straight into his room and locked the doors.

He quickly sat down on the floor and crossed his legs. With his eyes closed, he opened his mind eyes to look into his spiritual world, and there, standing in the air was a dark image of a man made up of smoke.

"Who are you?" He asked him. He was curious to know who the figure was and how he got into his spiritual world.

Since the day the strange energy attacked him, he had been feeling off. Although the energy helped him heal, he was still confused and somewhat scared because the power was just too strong and malicious.

Earlier while he was still talking with Muna, he suddenly felt the powerful energy shake his spiritual world and that was why hurriedly left without telling her.

Now that he had seen this strange person, he could believe without a doubt that he was the reason for it.

"My name is Daemon," the strange person replied and turned around.

But even with the person facing him, he still couldn't see what he looked like.

"How did you get here?" Arsenal asked him.

"How I got here doesn't matter, what matters is what I want you to help me do," the figure replied.

"And what could that be?" Arsenal asked.

"I want you to help me kill someone," the figure replied and Arsenal's gaze sharpened instantly.

"You want me to help you kill someone, does it mean that you are unable to that person?" He asked the figure.

"He is a strong individual but I made a vow to eliminate him no matter the cost. Unfortunately, I am no longer able to keep my promise," the figure replied.

"What did he do to you?" Arsenal asked.

"He did something that you will not be satisfied with just killing him. It's just that I can not tell you now but in the future, everything will be revealed to you."

"What makes you think that I will help you after receiving the powers?" Arsenal asked again.

"My powers come with a condition so even if you don't help me, sooner or later, the powers will turn against you. The choice is yours to make," the figure replied and Arsenal nodded his head.

It was just as he had expected it to be. Nevertheless, he needed the powers more than anything.

"Fine, give me the powers," he said and without wasting any time, the figure flew and entered into his soul.

As the powerful energy merged with his own, Arsenal felt an intense surge coursing through his veins. His body began to glow with a radiant light, and he could feel his cells transforming, his muscles strengthening, and his senses heightening. The air around him seemed to be charged with electricity, and the ground beneath his feet trembled with anticipation.

He opened his eyes and his vision expanded, allowing him to see the world around him in vivid detail. He could see the intricate patterns on a leaf of the tree outside his window, the threads of a spider's web on the wall of his room, and the pulsing rhythms of the natural world. His hearing became acute, and he could sense the vibrations of the earth beneath his feet, the hum of the wind, and even the beat of his own heart and that of Kloey who was just standing outside his room.

With a burst of newfound strength, he leaped into the air, performing a series of fluid movements that would have been impossible before. His body felt lighter, faster, and more agile. He could feel the power coursing through his muscles, like a river of pure energy. He came down to the floor and stood, he was scared of destroying the things in his room.

His mind raced with clarity and focus as if the merged energy had unlocked hidden potential within him. He could sense the connections between all things, the hidden patterns and rhythms of the universe. He felt a deep sense of unity and purpose as if he had finally discovered his true place in the world.

And as the light enveloped him, Arsenal let out a triumphant cry, feeling an unbridled power coursing through his being. He knew that nothing could stand in his way now. The merged energy had transformed him into a force to be reckoned with, a being of pure potential and limitless possibility.

"Finally," he muttered with a wide smile on his face and then sat down on his bed.

After some time, he glanced at the door and smirked.

"Come in," he said and Kloey opened the door and flew in.

"Master," she said as she flew to him.

"You willingly decided to become my servant and since I am not selfish, I'll give you a gift. Sit down on the floor," he said to her.

She wondered what he wanted to do to her but she didn't question him and obediently sat down on the floor close to him.

"Close your eyes," he said and she did just that. He stretched out his hand toward her and a purple light came out from his hand and landed on her head.

Soon after, the purple light engulfed her whole body and she began to transform into a young beautiful girl. The wings on her back were gone, as well as the tiny crown on her head. After the transformation ended, she opened her eyes and stood up.

She became a vision of ethereal beauty, her long, emerald green hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of the night sky. Her eyes gleamed with a mesmerizing intensity, their green depths seeming to sparkle with a hint of mischief and danger. The delicate, translucent folds of her light green robe draped gracefully around her slender form, revealing the lithe curves of her legs and hinting at the secrets beneath. The flowing fabric seemed to shimmer in the room as if infused with an otherworldly essence, and her very presence seemed to command attention and inspire awe.

"Awesome," he breathed.

"Master, thank you so much! I now feel stronger than before," Kloey said and fell to her knees.

"Stand up," he said and she stood up to her feet. She glanced at the mirror and seeing herself, she was filled with happiness.

'Having pretty girls next to me seems somewhat fascinating,' Arsenal thought as he stared at Kloey.

"Come here," he said to her and suddenly stood up.

Kloey didn't think twice and went to his side. Arsenal grabbed her waist and drew her closer to him, then he placed his fingers on her face and caressed her, he felt the smoothness of her face and he liked it.

He brought his face to her ears and whispered. "I want to claim you now."

With that, he stripped her of her fabric and pushed her to the bed. Like a hungry beast, he pounced on her and grabbed her face, kissing her fiercely.

This was not him at all, although it was his first time and he didn't know the basics, he would definitely try to be gentle but the him right now was nothing of such. He was burning, an extreme hunger to have sex was gradually overwhelming him and he couldn't help it.

After kissing her, he was about to pull off his clothes when he suddenly felt something.

"Muna!" He said and vanished.

After he left, Kloey frowned as she came down from the bed and wore back her clothes. It seemed she too was eager to have sex with him but unfortunately, they couldn't finish what they had started.