The Incubus System Chapter 902. The Lonely One

The Incubus System Chapter 902. The Lonely One

'I want to talk…' The words echoed in my head, sending a chill down my spine. It was the Colossal Eye.

I tried to remain calm. "It's you," I replied, my voice steady but tinged with apprehension. I resisted the urge to open my eyes. But even with my eyes closed, I could feel its presence looming over me, like a predator stalking its prey. My muscles tensed, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I prepared myself for whatever might come next. I didn't know what the Colossal Eye wanted, but I was ready to defend myself if necessary.

The Colossal Eye's words echoed in my mind, each syllable dripping with an eerie calmness. ‘Yes, it's me. You know me. The lonely one,’ he said, his voice carrying a hint of pride.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his self-proclaimed title. ‘The lonely one, huh? Sounds like an emo teenager who's trying to attract the opposite sex's attention with sad quotes at social media,’ I thought.

But I kept my tone neutral as I addressed him. "Okay, the lonely one. What do you want to talk to me about?" I asked, trying to keep the impatience out of my voice.

And then, he spoke again, his words ominous and foreboding. ‘Calamity… You will only bring calamity, Nephilim,’ he said, his voice carrying a weight of warning.

I let out a heavy sigh, feeling frustration bubbling up inside me. Dealing with the Colossal Eye was like talking to a broken record—repeating the same dire warnings over and over again. ‘Yep, just like talking to someone who's stuck on repeat,’ I muttered internally to myself. I wondered if he had more intelligence than this.

"Did Zatan and Beel tell you that? The demons who are trapped at the border?" I prodded, hoping to get some insight into why he kept pestering me.

But his reply only left me more puzzled. ‘Those demons can't influence me. Nothing can influence me,’ he declared with a sense of finality.

I couldn't help but feel skeptical. If the demons couldn't influence him, then why did he keep appearing before me? And why had he aided Beel in his escape during our last encounter? “If they can't influence you, then why do you keep appearing in front of me? Why did you help Beel to escape last time?” I pressed, trying to get to the bottom of his motives. If it was just because I was a Nephilim, he should have shown up much sooner, right after I turned into a demon.

For a moment, he fell silent, his massive form looming ominously in the darkness. And then, finally, he spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of frustration. ‘Because I can't feel it... Your power... I can't feel it... Just like now, I can't feel it,’ he confessed.

I was silent and thinking. Recalling the fight with Beel, I realized that it marked the first time I had fully exposed my identity as a demon lord in the human world. It wasn't just my physical form that had transformed, but also the manifestation of my demon lord aura.

Pondering over the Colossal Eye's cryptic responses, I couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration creeping in. Then why did he intervene in the confrontation with Beel? It didn't add up.

With a furrowed brow, I decided to press further. "Then why did you help Beel to escape from me?" I asked, hoping to glean some clarity from his enigmatic presence.

But his response only left me more perplexed. ‘Who is Beel?’ he inquired, his tone betraying a hint of confusion.

"The jelly demon guy," I repeated, feeling more than a little exasperated by his cryptic words.

‘I didn't help the jelly demon. He wasn't supposed to be in the human world. He's here with me,’ the Colossal Eye replied, his words coming out in a jumbled manner.

"Oh God!" I grumbled spontaneously, rubbing my temples. So, Beel was at the border, just as I suspected. And if the Colossal Eye's words were to be believed, Zatan was likely there as well.

‘There's no God here... Only The Lonely One,’ he said sadly.

I couldn't help but facepalm at his response. Clearly, we were not on the same page. "Right, The Lonely One. Since you can't let Beel into the human world, can you throw him to where he belongs? To the demon world?" I asked, trying to maintain a sweet tone, as if I were gently coaxing a child to do the right thing.

Once again, he fell silent, leaving me waiting for his response with bated breath.

‘I can't,’ he finally answered, his voice filled with a sense of finality.

I sighed, feeling a mixture of frustration and resignation wash over me. It seemed like getting any useful information out of the Colossal Eye was going to be like pulling teeth. But I couldn't afford to give up just yet. There had to be some way to get through to him and figure out what his game was in all of this.

"Why?" I pressed, frustration edging into my voice. "You can take them from the human world to your place, so why can't you throw them into the demon world?" I kept my tone sweet, trying not to provoke him. After all, I still didn't fully understand his powers, and I didn't want to risk making him angry.

But once again, he remained silent, refusing to give me a straight answer.

"Come on, just talk to me," I urged, attempting to coax him into opening up. "I won't be angry, no matter what your answer is."

The Colossal Eye seemed to ponder my words for a moment, the threads of Mana around him swirling in a slow, hypnotic dance. Then, finally, he spoke, his voice echoing in my mind like a distant whisper.

‘It's not that simple,’ he replied cryptically.

I raised an eyebrow, frustration mounting. "And why not?" I shot back, my patience wearing thin.

"Because..." he trailed off, his voice fading away before he could finish his sentence.