Vincent Shwartz - Daemon

Vincent dragged his tired body home. Violetta gave him a bag full of 25 silver and 14 copper coins. The house was silent and empty. His exhausted body darted into his bedroom as jumped onto the bed.

'I'm glad that they aren't home,' He thought, slowly removing his thin damaged clothes. He could see dark bruises covering his naked body.

"Hey Efrita, can you come out?" A deep voice sounded within the darkened room.

Her body appeared, the flames on her skin lit the room up brightly. She seemed to be in a great mood as she stepped towards him, sitting on his lap. Now she didn't need to worry about enemies or other women. Efrita could relax and enjoy her time alone with him.

"Lord! Lord! Oh, how I've waited for you!" Efrita grabbed onto him and rubbed her body against him with deep affection.

Vincent let her do as she pleased. If it wasn't for her, they would have died. He looked at her alluring figure filled with black armour and magma. His mind thought of something as he grabbed her waist.

"Efrita, can you take your non-daemon form again? Because that seems like I could keep you  summoned longer for my safety, also able to learn more about you too." Vincent asked.

Her bodies flame pulsated as her body quivered. 'He wants to know me better! He wants me!' Despite her tough exterior, Efrita was, in fact, the youngest of the spirits linked with him. She didn't have the self-control of Silvaria and continued to kiss his body all over. Each time, her lips touched a bruise and his body shuddered in pain. Her mana would fill him and repair his body completely.

"Mmmn," she said with a meek voice.

She gave him a kiss on his forehead to take the form of the race he found most attractive. Her body slowly grew again to 160cm. Her skin changed from light caramel to a chocolate colour. The fiery hair changed into black, silky hair and brown eyes. Unlike her demonic ones, they were very gentle. Her dark red lips were glossy and thick.

Her body made a quick twirl, revealing her naked body in her splendour. She was like Narara Bruna. Efrita looked more like her sexy older sister or mother with larger buttocks and chest. After the spin, she gave Vincent an alluring wink.

"Is this look to your liking, lord?"

Vincent stopped for a moment, taking in her beauty. He felt like that Narara was sitting before him naked and it made his earlier grievance fade slightly. He tried to calm his lust for her. His penis shouldn't control his thoughts. He needed to become stronger, not only with his summons, but as a person.

"You look perfect. Come sit again," He said, patting his lap.

He was confident with his body. His only part that was superior to others. Efrita sat on his lap in her new form and placed her head on his chest.

'Lord! lord! I want to spend an eternity like this. Forgive me for my selfishness!' She thought.

Vincent took a deep breath. His hand was stroking her glossy black hair out of habit. His sister would pester him to do this for her before sleeping each day. He looked down at her brown eyes that were staring into his.

"Efrita, can summoners become more powerful?" He asked her in a gentle tone.

Her head rubbed against his hand. She honestly felt like this was heaven. Countless thousands of years had passed since they summoned her to hear the future prophecy. The choice she made was to hibernate, awaiting the day he called her.

"Un." She nodded.

She stroked along his chest with her finger whilst appearing to brood. 'Hehe, I know how, but I'm going to draw it out! This is great.' Her mind thought, her eyes closed as she cuddled up to Vincent. "If you really want to become powerful, there are several ways. Do you really want to know?"

Vincent gave a slow nod. He didn't want to delay this. If the dungeons were going to become difficult just because he entered. Then he couldn't risk entering with others, as they would likely die easily. He wanted to solo the dungeons to improve himself and surpass all others of the same age.

"Please tell me, Efrita! I need to become more powerful."

"Ahem!"

She cleared her throat, then looked serious as she sat sideways over his lap. Her fingers counted, showing one.

"The first method I know is the least effective. It just involves training hard every day and mastering your skills."

"The second method can be more effective. It involves signing a pact with a higher being. They will give additional benefits when you level up."

"The last method is the most dangerous. It's something only you can do, or people with demonic blood."

Efrita interrupted him before he could speak. Her eyes were serious and sharp. "Lord, just because it's the most effective also means it had the biggest down sides. If you awaken your bloodline, you may gain a second class, lose part of your humanity, or even become insane! Please think properly before you choose!"

[System Agree's]

[The choice system will not interfere with this choice. It will support you to it's best ability after you have chosen.]

"Lord!"

She could feel his desire for power. It was only natural, but she worried something might go wrong. The prophecy only had vague statements that he would lead all spirits and monsters on a fresh path. She and many others who accepted and desired for change deeply. Chose to wait for his awakening and could never accept a choice broke that prophecy.

'No, I will support him with my everything! Even if my flame should dwindle and extinguish. Lord! I will support you completely!' she thought. Her eyes were now determined.

"Do you truly wish to do this? If you do, the only women you can mate with are non-humans and dark elves. That cute elf girl Felia can no longer have your child. I think psychopathic stalker would never accept this without stabbing you a few times."

Her voice was serious, but she wasn't trying to stop him. She just wished for him to consider it completely. Others would find him disgusting for lusting over monsters and daemons. He shouldn't make this choice.

"Thank you, Efrita. You say these things because you're worried about me, right?"

"My type is women like you. If she was the girl I liked, why would you take a form closer to her dark elf guard?" He said with a genuine smile. His eyes locked on hers able to feel how deeply she cared for him.

'System, what is the most likely negative effect that will happen?' He asked the system for advice.

[You will accept one of the daemonic sins. Wrath, Lust, Envy, Greed, Sloth, Gluttony or Pride]

[These may sound like a positive. But they will become part of your existence.]

[Wrath may make you more aggressive. Envy could increase your jealousy and possessive desire.]

Vincent sat back and took a deep breath. He was happy the two had explained things to him so clearly. 'But what would I gain from these? Is it really worth it for short-term gain?'

"Phew! Thank you, Efrita. I really am lucky to have summoned a daemon like you. How do I perform the third option?"

He caressed her hair, ignoring her shuddering body and drooling lips. She turned her nail into a sharp claw and tore through her wrist. Efrita placed her mouth against the bleeding wrist, sucking up all the blood into her mouth, puffing out her cheeks like a hamster. Her wrist healed quickly.

'Hmmm, what's this got to do with awakening my blood?' Vincent thought.

"This is the third option."

Efrita grabbed his head with both arms. This gave him a sense of déjà vu. Her soft red lips pressed against his. She used her tongue to force open his mouth and fed the blood into his mouth. The moment he swallowed the first gulp.

His eyes widened as a burning fire filled his body. He could see a large volcano surrounded by nothing but flames and magma. A young-looking Efrita was sitting below the lava with an excited expression.

"Hehe, I'll go to sleep and meet my beloved prince! His name is Vincent. The prophecy said he'd marry me. Even though I look like a monster! Tehe so happy."

He saw countless images of women and girls going through the same actions. They slept, dreaming of the chance to be with him in the distant future. Even Silvari showed up. She was showing off in front of her younger sisters, who looked jealous.

'Wow… they were all so cute! Are they all waiting? For me?' He thought, trying to focus on their appearances but couldn't.

The good times didn't last as he drank the last drop of blood and felt her action of ceremony transform into a simple, deep kiss. Vincent wanted to respond to her feelings and hot tongue. But a pain assaulted his body. He had never felt something so intense before. It was like his blood, muscles, and bones were being reforged by the intense lava from Efrita's blood.

'UGH! FUCK!' He screamed in his mind. The pain was too much to handle. Efrita's embrace continued to send him heat and support. Her mana helped to ease the heat of Vincent body.

His messy black hair changed a little. It just grew two long crimson Ahoge like antennae that looked similar to a phoenix's plume. With golden eyes identical to Efrita in daemon form. They slowly faded to a normal white sclera.

He felt his body contract after the burning sensation was gone. This was the same feeling he had when gaining status from Felia earlier. It was extremely intense, as he gained so much status.

[Congratulations]

[Host has completed his first awakening.]

[Strength + 4] [Agility +1] [Stamina +1]

[Vincent Schwartz - Aged 18] [Daemon (First stage)]

[Summoner - Level 6] [EXP 112/120]

[Strength: 11 Agility: 4 Stamina: 7 Wisdom: 3 Intellect: 4]

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(Felia POV)

I was enjoying a drink of camomile tea whilst speaking to Narara about how amazing Vincent was today. Suddenly, my body felt a ravaging pain. I couldn't withstand it and dropped my cup onto the ground, my tea spilling everywhere.

"PRINCESS!" Narara shouted, running towards me.

Narara ran over to me. She tried helping me. Then I heard a strange voice inside my mind. It seemed to relieve the pain and changed something within my body slightly.

[Since you are bound to him by fate. I shall change you slightly so you are compatible with him. He's just like his father... Should I get my skin tanned?]

The moment the black sludge entered my body. I felt the pain fade. Now replaced with a deep affection for Vincent.

'Ah! This is heaven. Vincent is filling my insides!'

My skin changed into a darker caramel like colour. I began praying to the entity that changed me to his liking.

[Felia Vilda Drethrar - Aged 19]

[Abyssal Elf]

[Huntress - Level 3]

[Strength: 13 Agility: 14 Stamina: 11 Wisdom: 12 Intellect: 9]

[Blessed by Bellatrix Demon Goddess of Darkness and Obsession]