The power of Dream Weaver

'But still, my stats are pretty ridiculous,' he thought, letting out a low chuckle. Though the people of this world didn't have anything like systems, he was sure those high stats were anything but normal, especially for his level.

Besides, he was sure he would grow even more powerful if he managed to reach even higher levels.

Surprisingly, his energy, magic power, constitution, and charm were his highest stats. 

 There was also his stamina, which was a whopping seven hundred, and his intelligence stat, which was also quite high. 

 However, his current race was still bugging him a bit. Given how high his magic power and energy were, it seemed like it was a race that granted innate talent in magic. 

 He wasn't sure what the stat 'constitution' was supposed to mean, but he felt like it was related to his physique. 

 Having lived his whole life with an extremely weak physique, he couldn't help but feel quite glad about the four digits in front of his constitution stat.

'A divine incubus,' he mumbled inwardly, his eyes narrowing slightly. As if the system could read his mind, another tab suddenly appeared in front of him, shedding more details on his new race.

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[Race: Divine Incubus]

[Rank: High]

[The incubi and succubi are an extinct demon race in the world of Artras who grow stronger by acts of seduction.]

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'An extinct race… grow stronger by acts of seduction…' Liam thought, his brows creasing into a frown. 

 The image of the extremely beautiful Lilith flashed across his mind, and his lips curled into a slight smile. 

 He still didn't know what her goal was, or how he was meant to be involved in it, but for some reason, he felt oddly excited about it.

'A succubus… how interesting,' he thought, finally closing down the tab. 

 'Now I'm more confused,' he mumbled inwardly, clicking his tongue in frustration. 

 Though the system was trying to shed more light on his new race, it only managed to bring up more questions within. 

 How exactly did the incubi and succubi become extinct in this world? Were they exterminated by the holy knights and mages, or was it a case similar to the dinosaurs where they simply died out as they refused to procreate? 

 Whatever the actual case was, he was completely clueless about it. 

 There was also the strange rank placed just beneath his race which he also found quite confusing.

'A high demon… that sounds like a notable rank,' Liam thought. 'I wonder what other ranks are there… which ones are higher or lower?'

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[Host Stats] [Lust Targets] [Skills] [Divine Spin]

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Another set of tabs and characters suddenly appeared before him again, and his eyes widened slightly in surprise.

'Lust targets.' Unable to hold back his curiosity, he clicked on the tab right next to his stats.

[Lust Targets]

[Claire Connor — 70%]

[Rhea Williams — 20%]

[Lust Percentage: This signifies the percentage of lust and attraction a woman feels towards you.]

'Ohh… another interesting detail,' Liam thought, his gaze drifting back to the weak figure of Claire lying on the bed. 'Seventy percent, huh?' he thought, his eyes narrowing slightly. For some reason, he felt quite annoyed that her attraction towards him was only at seventy percent despite all they did together. It was probably because even after all the pounding he gave her, she still felt a little bit of shame and guilt at sleeping with one of her patients. However, he couldn't care less about that, his desires more in claiming every part of her for himself. What surprised him the most was Rhea, whose name was surprisingly on the list even though today was practically their first interaction.

"You should get some rest," he said, slowly walking towards the woman, with his lips curled into a warm smile. The mere sight of her massive tits and her smooth, seductive figure sparked his desires once more, and before he even realized, his dick hardened again. Claire gulped, her cheeks flushing in embarrassment as the images of him ploughing her flashed across her mind. Ignoring his raging hard-on, Liam gently relaxed her on the bed, before covering her body with the sheet.

"Liam…" she mumbled, her heart beating rapidly within her chest as she stared into his bright red eyes.

"I have a class soon, so I'll be leaving now," Liam said, flashing her another smile. He picked up his clothes, which were scattered around the room, before putting them back on. Tucking his massive dick back into his trousers was a pain, but he managed, as he didn't really have a choice. After that, he turned around, leaving Claire alone on the bed.

The nurse watched on as his back kept drifting away from her sight until he walked through the door, a mix of emotions swirling within her eyes. Though Liam might have done what he did out of care, she saw it in a different manner. After all, he was the one supposed to be the patient, but in a funny twist of events, she was the one lying on the bed, too weak to even get up.

'How embarrassing…' she thought, burying her head into the sheets of the bed.

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Meanwhile… Liam's lips curled into a slight smirk as he stared at the list of his skills displayed by the system.

[Skills]

[Charm Skills: Addictive Touch (Level 1), Silver Tongue (Level 1), Lust Pheromones (Level 1), Dream Weaver (Level 1)]

[Ability Skills: Dash (Level 1), Strength Boost (Level 1), Super Jump (Level 1)]

Most of them were already self-explanatory, especially the charm skills like Addictive Touch, which he had personally tested and confirmed its effect on Claire. However, one of them in particular caught his attention, and that was none other than the skill 'Dream Weaver.'

[Dream Weaver (Level 1): Manipulate and control the dreams of your target.

Note: Host's intelligence must be higher than the target's before the skill can be activated.]

'The power to control dreams,' Liam thought, the smirk on his face growing even wider in excitement. Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps rushing towards him from the side, and his face squeezed into a frown.

'What?!' he thought, instinctively turning his head to the side. The last thing he saw was a pair of red ponytails before the figure collided with him, causing them both to fall to the ground.

"Mmph…?" Liam grunted, feeling a pair of bouncy, spongy mounds resting above his mouth, and some hair gently tickling his neck.

"Kyaa!" the girl screamed out in embarrassment, swiftly getting back up on her feet. But in the process, she stumbled once again, landing on her butt with her legs sprawled out.

"Y-you… pervert!" she shouted, her face turning beet red as she pointed her finger at Liam.