Chapter 261 - The Whore Son (2/2)

”Is there any other way you can guide me?” Nik inquired softly. He didn't have many hopes. Each of the options available didn't seem to be attracting his complete focus.

”Your wishes do not conform to the requirements of Paradise. You seek guidance.

And Guide I shall.”

The scene changed once again. This time, Nik found himself standing atop an equally parted earth. One filled with crimson and the other filled in violet with the entire starry sky stretching as far as he could see.

The Evolutionary Spirit's voice rang once again.

”In the capacity of evolution, one of the spirits of the host shall confront the host. His only way out will be to understand the desires of his evolution.

Should he succeed the tribulations ahead that match his requirements, his evolution shall commence.”

A violet flame instantly morphed towards the violet side of the world the moment Evolution Spirit's announcement ended while a playful voice took over.

”Nik, we meet again, and extremely early at that~”

Even if Nik couldn't gaze through the blurriness that covered Asmodeus' figure, he could definitely feel her amusement.

”Yeah, it was unexpected for me, too.” Nik replied with a smile. By now, he was certain that Asmodeus and Lilith were foreign entities. Unlike the feeling of complete familiarity and trust when the mysterious ball of light appeared, he felt none of that from Asmodeus or Lilith.

”So… you couldn't choose any of the evolutionary pathways, huh.” Asmodeus mumbled as the flaming figure moved for the first, walking closer to the tense Nik before stopping at an arm's distance, ”Let's see… you definitely resemble him… and even then, your body paints another picture. Your face isn't that well maintained either. Was it not for your lineage, your skin would be dry and ng thing about you would be your patiently crafted body.”

Asmodeus twirled on her tips, moving around Nik without stepping on the crimson half of the world.

”So, if that little fairy just exchanged the right information, there should have been an evolutionary pathway that focuses on the body. But you probably rejected it due to the effects on one mental capacity.

So, if had to guess, you aren't all about muscles. You are a tender youth whose passion remains unbounded for a select few while you also want others to feel your indifference, hence, your refusal to select Infernal Prince even when that evolutionary pathway could cover most of your needs.”

”Wasn't this supposed to be a confrontation?”

”Aw, Honey~” Asmodeus moaned sweetly, ”Our confrontation has already begun.”

A snicker escaped her figure as she leaned forward to whispered into Nik's ear, ”It's just that… words strike harder than any blade. So keep your guards up…

I like men who last longer~”

With a soft blow of breath into his ear, Asmodeus disappeared from the world as Nik's vision changed. Instead of the world divided into two equal territories and the sky overseeing it all, Nik found himself in a rowdy street with people clothed in skimpy dresses, men and women alike. The cobble-stoned infrastructure of the street and the squarish buildings suggested that this world's architecture had surpassed the world Nik was currently adventuring in but had failed to reach the glory of the levels his current homeworld had reached.

”You and that starry lass deny the chance to grow stronger, rejecting Lilith's and my good intentions. It's a good thing that I preside over this confrontation.” Asmodeus' words didn't seem to have attracted the attention of the people around him, neither did his naked figure.

”Now, you have already proclaimed that the past, no matter how disturbing, will fail to change you.

So be sure to savor your past…

Let me part you with a hint.

This battle is one of attrition.”

”Son of a bitch…”

Nik cursed softly. After all, amongst the many skimpily dressed youths, Nik found a particular dark-haired, somewhat muscular youth with a babyface, sporting a bandaged clothing to cover his chest while exposing everything save for his crotch, which was gracefully covered with a long white cloth tied around his waist with golden jewels. Of course, others didn't know that the youth had a babyface, after all, half of his face remained covered by a translucent cloth.

Even then, the youth stood out form the rest of his whore brothers and sisters.

He accompanied the redlight mistress.

He was none other than Nik.

The Whore Son.