Incubus Living In A World Of Superpower Users

"You feel a lot. Sometimes too much. But that's not a weakness. It just means you're clear inside. Like a signal that cuts through the noise.

The world speaks more easily to people who stay open."

Then she looked at Everly.

"You and your sister are so tightly connected that your edges blur. But that's not a flaw. It's rare.

Resonance grows stronger in harmony. If you learn to trust your own rhythm, the whole rhythm becomes more stable."

She took a step back, not breaking eye contact.

"This path won't be simple. It won't be comfortable. And I can't explain it with numbers or charts."

Her gaze moved between them.

"But if you walk it—really walk it—then the world won't just see you."

She looked toward the glowing roots again.

"It will move with you."

And for a brief moment, the clearing didn't just feel alive.

It was alive.

The wind moved gently through the branches above, but it wasn't just weather. It was like the forest had always been breathing, and they were finally noticing it.

Thalynae's voice came one last time—calm, quiet, sure.

"The elven bloodline doesn't carry divinity because of strength. It's divine because it remembers the truth. And it chooses to live by it."

She turned to go.

But before she stepped fully into the trees, she glanced back over her shoulder and left them with one final thought.

"To hold power is one thing. But to carry it without losing your center—that's what royalty must learn."

Then she walked forward and vanished into the woods, her steps soft and quiet, swallowed by the moss and the hush of something ancient still watching.

And in the glade, silence returned.

—

They didn't say much on the way back.

Not because something was wrong.

But because the feeling from that space still lived inside them. Even the breeze felt different now—lighter, almost thoughtful, like it too had been part of that silence.

By the time they reached the inner courtyard again, the sun had shifted in the sky. It was no longer climbing—it had begun its slow descent.

The light stretched across the tiles in warm golden lines, and the shade beneath the trees felt softer, cooler.

They followed Thalynae without being asked.

There were no instructions. No orders. Just the quiet rhythm of their footsteps behind hers, as they made their way to a shaded garden nook set off to the side.

A low canopy of pale green leaves hung over a bench area. Vines framed the opening, and butterflies flickered near the flowers that grew along the edges. Everything was quiet, clean, and still.

Thalynae stopped near a small table under the shade and reached into her robe.

From within, she pulled a smooth orb, about the size of an egg. It floated just above her hand, light swirling slowly inside.

Faint colors passed through it—blue, gold, and violet—each one glowing softly, never mixing, just rotating.

She didn't say anything at first. Just let it hang there in the still air.

"This is a resonance orb," she finally said. "It reads what's already inside you. It shows your current affinity, your potential, and your balance. It can't be faked. It doesn't care about titles or ranks."

She looked at Everly first.

"Go ahead."

Everly stepped forward. Her fingers hovered for a second, then gently touched the orb.

There was no sudden flash. But the orb lit up.

First, a soft violet.

Then a warm red.

Then sharp white lines wrapped around the others—thin but strong, moving like liquid metal.

"Psionic and kinetic blend," Thalynae said, watching the orb. "It's stable even under stress. Reacts quickly to emotions. Excellent for battlefield control and quick adaptation."

Everly stepped back slowly, her eyes locked on the orb, which dimmed again after a few seconds.

Then Thalynae turned to Evelyn.

She didn't hesitate.

Her hand went to the orb and rested there gently.

This time, the light moved more slowly. First, a soft, steady, and even blue glow formed. Then thin veins of gold pulsed through it.

Finally, a soft shimmer of green appeared deep inside, like a quiet echo.

"Strong mental and spiritual clarity," Thalynae said. "Not just a shield. A presence. You won't only defend others—you'll help steady them."

Evelyn stayed still, but her eyes shifted downward for a moment. She wasn't upset. Just thoughtful.

Then Thalynae looked to Nyssara.

Without a word, Nyssara stepped up and placed her hand on the orb.

This time, the reaction was immediate.

Dark violet flooded the orb like ink dropped in water. Then sharp silver streaks darted through it, moving with tight, exact patterns.

Finally, a faint edge of deep black curled beneath it all before fading.

"Shadow affinity. Spatial movement. You're tuned for boundary manipulation," Thalynae said quietly. "Teleportation, field control, hidden domains."

She caught the orb in her palm and placed it gently on the table.

Then she folded her hands behind her back and looked at them all.

"You three aren't normal. What just showed up in that orb—these affinities aren't things people can train into.

They're born from bloodline, resonance, and choice. Most people go their whole lives without touching a single thread of this level."

She stepped away from the table.

"To have three of you, in one group, show this level of attunement—it's not random. Not at all."

There was a pause.

Even Nyssara blinked once.

"I've already requested permission to take you into the sealed realms," Thalynae said. "Three of them.

Each one is owned by Astralis. Off-limits to most. Meant only for heirs and royal cultivators."

Her voice was calm, but firm.

"These aren't just places to train. They'll test you. One is built to challenge your resonance.

Another will stretch your physical form under intense pressure. And the last… will measure your calm."

The air shifted again.

Not a chill.

Just a shift.

A new kind of weight.

"My job isn't to make you strong in the way other instructors would."

She looked at Everly.

"You already have strength."

Then to Evelyn.

"What you need is refinement. Stability."

And finally to Nyssara.

"Direction."

She stepped a little closer.

"My aim is to push all three of you to peak Gold rank before graduation. Minimum. But if your resonance stays stable… one or two of you might break into early Platinum."