Primordial Lust System

Supreme Records

Name: Aurelian Draegor

Title: The @£#&'* of Lust

Class: None (Yet)

Talents: F-rank Regeneration

Attributes:

Strength: 5

Agility: 4

Endurance: 6

Constitution: 7

Charisma: 5

Intelligence: 8

Willpower: 9

Toughness: 6

Luck: Null

The first Supreme Record has been unlocked: Talent Replication

From eras past, the essence of lust embodied all. Its presence upheld the cosmic balance of time, space, and reality. Now, recover all that is lost. By the Supremo of Lust, you have been blessed. By diving into the extremities of lust, you may replicate the talents of those you dominate.

Limit: Three slots per week.

The Supreme Record will evolve as the @£#&'* of Lust grows in power.

More records will awaken once your mortal vessel grows strong enough to house them.

***

"I… Impossible!" Areola whispered, her form shaking.

She could have sworn that, for a moment, the youth before her radiated a supremely ancient aura, far stronger than she could possibly comprehend.

Rowan, her father, the Emperor of the Crescent Empire, was an SSS-rank being, and yet even his aura wasn't as magnificent.

The sequence of events that had happened was just too surreal, almost otherworldly.

First, he glowed with a resplendent light, encompassed by mystical runes she had never seen before.

As a Sword Saintess, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say there was little she didn't know about power in this Arcadian realm.

And the strangest thing of all was the feeling coursing through her heart. She had barely noticed it, but when the youth before her broke into light, with a change far deeper than she could understand taking place within him, she had felt… worry?

Was this what it meant to love someone? She spiraled further in thought, but that was borderline absurd.

Her, Areola, Crown Princess of the Crescent Empire, Sword Saintess falling in love with an F-rank talent?

Of course, she knew he was F-rank and newly awakened when she first laid her eyes on him. The huge power gap between them had been clear as day.

But now? Something seemed to have shifted. A shroud of some sort encompassed him. What was once crystal clear to her was now hazy.

Which begged the question—what in Arcadian hell had just happened?

Her silver eyes sparkled with curiosity, her form standing still as she was lost in thought.

Her body still lay naked, exposing all her otherworldly glory to the moonlight.

Her hair trailed softly in the wind, flowing behind her like liquid moonlight, brushing all the way to her perky butt.

Further down, the streaks of cum dripping from her pussy had dried, leaving white stains on her thighs. From another perspective, it could have been one of the most splendid sights imaginable.

Yet before she could spiral too deep into her fantasies, the youth in question suddenly flashed a devilish smile, his eyes flaring as if he were a wolf looking at a bunny he was about to gobble up.

Instinctively, she took a step back, which was crazy. A peak A-rank being afraid of an F-rank?

If someone had told her that days ago, she would have laughed in their face. And yet, her dripping pussy told another story. Losing her virginity had soured her pride.

She had burned the last of her regeneration to save him. Without her, Aurelian would be long dead. She had repaid her debt… but something in him terrified and thrilled her at once.

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"Oh, heavenly beauty from the skies, you saved my life. Might I have the pleasure of knowing your name?"

Aurelian finally breathed, taking everything in. And as he did, a thought he never believed would take root in his mind surfaced. Fuck systems! This was by far so much better. The potential was… infinite.

Replicating talents from the women he slept with, that sounded overpowered as hell. And the crazy part was just the first record. More were to come. All he had to do was grow stronger!

"Areola," the girl voiced softly, and for the briefest moment he could have sworn her face tinged with a red blush.

Confusing, since he could feel the power oozing from her. Power so great that it eclipsed that old bastard Artorias.

He wasn't sure, but he had a feeling she was far stronger than C-rank.

"Aurelian," she breathed, his name soft on her lips, sending warmth coursing through him. "What just happened? Why were you glowing? Why was your body collapsing? And… why can't I see through you anymore?"

Her questions tumbled out, insatiable.

Aurelian smirked, his obsidian eyes glinting. Those were a hell of a lot of questions from a girl who had just fallen from the sky, and of whom he only knew her name. But then again, she had saved his life.

"Curious much, are we?" he teased, his voice mocking yet playful.

Her blush deepened, spreading down her neck. No longer the untouchable saintess, she looked like a kitten playing shy. "No… that's not what I meant. But you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

He drank in her bashful expression, relishing every bit of it. "Oh, but I do want to tell you. In fact, how about I do you one better? I'll show you."

"Show me? What do you..."

Her words cut off as Aurelian stepped forward, his grin widening. She tensed as he circled behind her, only for her eyes to snap open in shock when his cock slid inside her dripping cunt without warning.

"You...ahh! You lied!" Her protest melted into a breathless moan as her legs buckled and she collapsed to the ground.

Gripping her ass, Aurelian smirked darkly. "Oh, I didn't lie. To truly show you… this is a must."

Without waiting for her reply, he thrust deep inside her, pounding her relentlessly.

Wonder what talent she has? the thought flashed in his mind. It's gotta be high. And soon… it's mine.

His grin widened.

He had finally awakened...as the true protagonist of this fucking world.