CHAPTER 28: _KINK FOR TOXIC MEN

Elian’s POV

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"The fuck you mean this is it?" Elian sneered, sitting on his bed and staring at a projection screen shown by the system.

And the image on the screen?

The map of Evaros.

However, Elian wasn’t exactly pleased by what he was seeing.

[Do you want to use a less vulgar tone with me, or do I need to download a manual on basic manners now?]

Elian rolled his eyes, folding his arms in front of his chest. "You said you’d show me a map of the continent. I was expecting something a bit more... Detailed. I don’t know."

He sighed, brushing his right hand through his blonde white hair before crashing backwards on the bed.

[As if you could understand a detailed map.]

Elian furrowed his eyebrows with annoyance but as usual, the system wasn’t done with speaking.

[You don’t need a detailed map, fruitcake. At least, not now. What you should be focusing on is pushing your current physical stats and the seduction bars of your mates so you can gain access to that Ascension shop.]

Elian stared blankly at the ceiling.

The most recent mission from the system was merely a "side mission" but it was one he never saw coming.

He had to have sex with one of his mates tonight.

Tonight!

His first heat had been rough but it had fortunately subsided. But he still remained in his room, cooped up on the bed while Lucian’s warning before leaving flashed in his mind:

"If any man blinks at you, I’ll have their head and place it on your bed."

Elian bit his bottom lip.

As creepy and deranged as that sounded, especially since it came from Prince Douchebag himself... Elian also found it weirdly hot.

[Hey, less thinking about your kink for toxic men, more focusing on how to complete your side mission.]

Elian twitched as he rolled on the bed. "I don’t have a kink for toxic men—"

[Yet your first kiss was with Lucian and not Beta Axel. Right... Keep telling yourself that.]

There was just no winning with this system, huh?

"Never mind, you were talking about increasing my physical stats. Can you show me my current status?" Elian asked with a low tone, but then puckered his lips. "Without the unnecessary roast, please."

The system made a ding sound, flashing a blue translucent screen visible only to him in front of his face again.

Elian stared anxiously as his stats slowly loaded on the screen.

[Here are the host’s stats:]

[Category: Wolfless Omega (Suppressed Lycan King bloodline)

Strength: 5

Durability: 4

Speed: 6

Regeneration: 3

Senses: 6

Mana Core level: N/A

Total Evaluation:...]

Elian’s face twisted with a frown as he shook his head. "I don’t need a total evaluation. I just—"

[Host would lose to a werewolf toddler but is now capable of escaping one if the need arises.]

Dear goddess...

Elian scoffed. "That line is getting old really quickly."

[Perhaps. But the point is still valid. Or do you want me to scan the palace grounds for the nearest toddler so we can test my evaluation?]

Hard pass...

"Let’s be serious. I’m really curious about something." Elian muttered, staring at the screen, his eyes locked on the ’suppressed Lycan bloodline’ part.

The system has shown it to him since yesterday after his rebirth and all, but he hasn’t gotten to know more about it since... Well, it’s been nothing but drama in less than twenty-four hours.

"What do you mean I have a suppressed Lycan bloodline?" He queried, squinting his eyes.

[Exactly what it entails. In your world, a Lycan was a beastly species, believed to be the first evolutionary step in Lycanthropy. But as the present-day werewolves started springing up in the gene pool... Pure Lycan genes became dormant.]

[The bright side for your species is that the receding Lycan bloodline gave way for advanced intelligence. But that also watered down their beastly power.]

Elian’s lips parted.

All that information... That was inaccessible to him when he was only a mere servant.

He once thought Lycans were the stuff of myth and legends. But now?

"Wait, so does this mean all werewolves essentially have dormant Lycan genes as well?" Elian asked, tilting his head.

[Yes... But it’s minuscule and almost untraceable at best. It’s been hundreds of thousands of years of evolution. Only a few have Lycan DNA that can be visible. A few like yourself... not to mention that your bloodline is more visible than others yet it’s been forcibly suppressed by an outside force.]

Elian scowled.

What the heck?

"Suppressed by what force?" Elian asked, dimming his eyes.

[Whatever or whoever it is, they were able to hide their traces. My readings can’t tell what it is.]

Moon goddess, have mercy.

He’s lived his whole life being looked down on for being an Omega only to discover he had a suppressed Lycan bloodline.

Was this some sick prank? How much more frustrating could this whole thing get?

[Yeah, unfortunately, you can’t transform into a bipedal hulking beast howling at the moon anytime soon. Because for starters... You don’t have a wolf.]

Elian clicked his tongue. "Thanks for the reminder."

[It’s my pleasure to bring your head back to reality.]

Elian shook his head. "I guess we’ll come back to that some other time. I know damn well that you aren’t showing me that Lycan bloodline just to play it in my face."

He slowly sat up again, stretching his limbs. "In the meantime, what do I need to do to keep on increasing my physical stats?"

The system only paused for a second or two before giving a response.

[The obvious. Complete the side missions and the missions this system gives you. Sometimes I might boost your stats as a reward... Depends on your luck and my mood.]

Elian sniggered. "Mood? You’re a robotic system with snark, you don’t—"

[Bet. Let’s see if you get any increase in stats without me.]

Elian’s face paled. "Come on! Why do you have to be so... So bitter? Are you the spirit of someone I wronged in a past life?"

The system remained silent this time, the blue screen still floating in front of his face.

But after a while...

[Host has five hours till dinner time. If I were you, I’d start making advances at one of your mates to get them to sleep with you. Dance on a pole, lick syrup off their butts... Whatever.]

Elian’s face heated up with a violent blush as he turned his gaze to his room door, drawing in a deep breath.

The system was right.

It’s time he found his mates.

Because tonight?

"Elian Ashford will no longer be a virgin." He said with a determined tone, getting on his feet and heading to his walk-in closet to pick something nice.

Axel and Lucian better watch out...