The Incubus System - Chapter 735: Supper

Ryan, an average guy, was making his way to the office, feeling the weight of his monotonous routine.Meanwhile, a being made entirely of pure light sat on a peculiar sofa, engulfed in darkness. This being was also experiencing boredom, but it was a far more intense sensation—so intense that he was on the verge of losing his mind and unleashing chaos.Just as he teetered on the brink of madness, a brilliant idea sparked in his mind, setting the stage for what was to come._______This is my first time writing, so I appreciate your constructive feedback. Thank you for reading—enjoy the journey!______Well I was just checking the synopsis and other things and after rereading the synopsis I think it's a bit too vague and complicated so I'm going to explain it in simple terms and tell a bit more about the novel▪︎▪︎Explain in simple words▪︎▪︎There was a guy Ryan who was walking to his office while feeling bored from his everyday lifeAnd there was another guy/entity who was also feeling bored, but he was feeling bored to the point of going crazy, so there came an idea to his mind......•••Explain a bit more than what is in actual synopsis•••Entity summons Ryan to his place and tells him he will reincarnate him in some world, and Ryan asks him Entity says you will know in the future then Ryan asks what do you want me to do entity say again you will know in future, and then entity reincarnate Ryan in some fantasy world as dragon and for more, you need to read ch...●●and for what I was thinking before writing this novel●●Well, aren't there many novels with Mc getting reincarnated in another world and no one saying they don't want to reincarnate or go to another world,Yeah, that's all I was thinking before I started writing it...

The boy born with cursed eyes, said to be the traitor of all races.Discriminated against all his life will he fight back, or be consumed by hatred? Or will he learn to rise above it?In the world of magic... the Order of Arcane, filled with seven top races, all united by one thing: hating the color of his eyes and a certain name.This kid shall pay for a crime he never committed, etched with seven mythical curses by who? Who knows.How to release them? Solve the seven Akashi riddles.Will he win? Or just become another forgotten page in the history books of Eldarado?There are three primary types of magic: Normal. Racial. Unique.He awakens all of them.Normal: Well maybe not so normal for him.Racial: ??Unique: ??And one final question whispered in the shadows of forgotten historyWho is the true, declared heir to the Obsidian Throne.

In the Heart’s Kingdom, a kingdom where vampires reign and humans were nothing but livestock, Lilou, a peasant, found herself being preyed upon by the worst maniacal vampire of his kind. However, as terrifying as what he addressed her as his ‘reserved meal’, this vampire also called her his bride!

Except:

My eyes brood with fear, gazing at the still-beating heart in his hand. “My Lord, pardon me but… is this the bloody proof you promised to show me?” I asked, my voice shook as I gulped down whilst struggling my trembling knees from giving away.

“Mhm… do you now believe I’m good at capturing hearts?” The silver-haired man, bearing those menacing pair of deep crimson eyes stared proudly at me after a nod. I gasped when he clenched his hand and squeezed the fresh heart to smithereen.

“Yes, milord. You’re good at it, literally.” I’m mortified, watching the pieces of the heart fall as he approached. His every step made me take a step back until my back reached a solid pillar.

“Huh,” Samael chuckled briefly, stopping in front of me. His long, pointy nails that were covered with blood traced my elbow down to my hand. Gently, he clipped my forefinger in between his, guiding it before his lips. “Did I pass your test, though?” He asked, the sharp tip of his nail played over the tip of my finger.

I stared at his penetrating gaze as I reluctantly answered, “Barely.”

He smirked, nodding in satisfaction before he pressed his nail on the tip of my forefinger that was quick to produce a drop of blood. “Such sweet aroma.” He whispered, placing my bleeding finger in his mouth and licked it with passion.

His menacing gaze never left mine as he consumed a bit of my blood. “Does that mean you’re accepting my invitation?” Keeping my finger in between his fangs, Samael inquired.

I bit my lower lip unconsciously, my heart within my chest drummed as my back broke into sweats. “But… I’m just…” I paused, hoping my answer would put an end to this. “… I’m just a human.”

Samael clicked his tongue, displeased at my response as he let my finger go. “No,” He whispered.

My entire body stiffened when he bent over, caressing my shoulder up to my neck by the apex of his nose, as his hot breaths prickled my skin.

“You're not just a mere human... you are my human.” He stressed before I sensed his lips part and the tip of his fangs against my skin.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type…

But what Victor didn’t know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type…

And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time.