Chapter 261 - The Whore Son (1/2)

Understanding the entire situation, Nik observed his Evolution Atlas carefully. Aside from the orthodox evolutionary stars, Nik gazed at the newly illuminated stars that lit up once he decided to look past the evolutions deemed unorthodox by the system and the multiverse. As he focused on the nearest and the smallest, grey-pink star, a notification popped in front of his eyes.

[Name: Rabid Lust Fiend

Description: Mutated from the bloodline of a variant blood fiend, incubus and a succubus, this species only wish to satiate its lust. With bodily fluids being a limited source to this particular species, the body is prone to breed and sire young ones in a matter of days before succumbing to the timely death of all its fluid drained due to the astronomical amount of coitus.

Integration: 28%

Next Evolution: ???]

Grimacing at the first choice he picked, Nik promptly turned to another one.

This time, it was a rather larger globe of light with swirling Violet and just a little pinkish hue.

[Name:???

Description: An unorthodox evolution of a carnal demon with a tinge of Succubus Lineage that focuses on the stabilization of the mentality of the host. Uncanny in the arts of manipulation, the potential of this species is slightly circumstantial. No records of such a bloodline are found and the extent of its growth remains a mystery.

Integration: 77%

Next Evolution: ???]

Great, a completely mysterious evolution!

Without hesitation, Nik started to go through the other options available, each one worse than the first two evolutionary paths describes by the System. But even then, there remained not a single shred of doubt in the back of his mind. He had heard a little about the spiritual world that he had already visited twice in the span of days. Although little documents explained the spiritual world in detail, many records have already discussed the difference between the soul and the spirit in great lengths.

Some of these records even demonstrated cruel, yet efficient experiments that could allow another host to feel the difference between the soul and the spirit firsthand. Of course, Nik wasn't going to summon a specter of death to sacrifice a part of his soul only record his spirit unaffected. And then there were some records that concluded that the spirit was nothing but an elaborate projection of Soul within the physique, acting as the container of the soul.

Soul provided the energy to evolve the spirit and the blood energy of the various bloodline stored within the codex provided the energy to form the neutral gene.

It was simple, really. Spirit was different from Soul. But, both of them were a part of his own body. The Spirit birthed within his own spirit world, hence, will no harm him. Since that entity is a part of something bigger- Nik.

About Lilith and Asmodeus, Nik had no idea. He could only place the blame on his apparent founder- Nirdai.

So, Nik still continued searching through his options. But the results made him falter.

Finally, he looked at the fluttering Evolution Spirit, her expression still stoic and impassive.

”I was informed that you can guide me.”

”Do you wish to be guided?”

She inquired with a flutter of her pixie, kaleidoscopic wings.

”Yes. I would appreciate it.”

”Your appreciation is something I do not seek. It is my obligation to guide those who cannot seek their paths.” Her monotone voice rang out, ”If the descriptions cannot guide you, then their intentions will.” As she spoke, the scene changed once again. Instead of brightly lit paths passing through the evolutionary points of his evolution atlas, each evolution point suddenly morphed into a mirrored image of Nik.

Well, at least, the figures are supposed to mirror Nik once he evolved completely.

As Nik predicted, his version in the form of the Rabid Lust Fiend was nothing short of a maniac beast with his body filled with crimson fur, his eyes showing signs of insanity and his tri-cock jutting out with seemingly unlimited pre-cum as the furry tail extending from his hips coiled around his fourth cock.

Averting his eyes from the disgraceful mess he is supposed to be due to one of the horribly wrong choices present, Nik gazed at the utterly mysterious counterpart next to the rabid beast. It was a calm youth with a soft smile on his face and swirling violet eyes. With no seemingly extraordinary physical change, Nik finally lost his interest before gazing at the three evolutionary paths determined by the system.

First, he turned on his heels to match the gaze of a slightly square-jawed man with a buffer frame and overly significant cock. Long and unruly black hair akin to a lion's mane did go well with bulging muscles, aesthetically pleasing vasculature and tanned skin. But Nik did understand that once he chose to become an Infernal Dominator, his very presence among the weaker men could bring undesired results. Not to mention that his mentality might undergo a complete and gradual change.

Shifting his eyes, Nik matched his gaze with an unusually similar replica of himself if not for the paler skin, thinner physique and the particular prism-shaped bindi-mark on the forehead. Boasting a well-mannered smile belonging to the nobility, the impression of the Infernal Prince was definitely deep. But after cultivating his own body and muscles so vigorously, Nik would just hate to lose all of the benefits of his workout completely.

Then, he looked at the abomination. And true to words, the mass of pink flesh with writhing tendrils emerging from its body failed to elicit any goodwill from the incubus.

With a sigh, he observed each of the possible evolutions and nothing seemed to be satisfactory. He simply couldn't find himself filling their shoes. A rabid rapist, a pretentious prince, a made berserker, a blob of slime, a winged appraiser of demonification, a short boy with a face specialized to get his own ass romped on…

Nothing.