The Incubus System Chapter 810. Crazy Yandere's Obsession VI

The Incubus System Chapter 810. Crazy Yandere's Obsession VI

She tilted her head slightly, her unwavering gaze fixed on me. There was no trace of fear in her eyes, only an unsettling blend of obsession and madness that sent shivers down my spine.

"Cause I love Ethan and I only want him, no matter what," she responded with conviction.

Her answer left me momentarily speechless. At that moment, it became painfully clear just how deep her obsession ran. It was a level of fervor and fixation that exceeded even my wildest expectations. If I were still a human, I would have felt an overwhelming urge to run, to flee from this nightmarish situation and abandon everything I held dear in the pursuit of a quiet and peaceful life far away from the chaos that had consumed me and from her.

'Don't stick your dick in crazy,' they said. It was a well-known piece of advice, but here I was, a demon lord, faced with the challenge of taming this incredibly intense and borderline insane demon hunter.

"Fine," I conceded, attempting to negotiate with her. I snapped my fingers with a flick of my wrist, utilizing my Telekinesis skill to maintain control of the situation.

My unseen forces commanded her body to move. It was a reversal of roles now, as the invisible energy effortlessly carried her over to the chair where I had been restrained earlier. The very chains and restraints that had once held me in place now coiled around her, firmly binding her in place.

Every detail was meticulously orchestrated, from the cold, iron chains winding around her wrists and ankles to the leather straps that secured her to the chair.

As if releasing an invisible grip, I canceled my Dark Bound skill, and the restraints that held Ruby in place disappeared into thin air. With a flick of my fingers, I summoned another chair, and it slid smoothly into place behind me. I settled into it with an air of authority, my posture upright and my eyes locked on Ruby.

The room seemed charged with tension, a palpable energy that crackled between us. She was now the one sitting before me as my prisoner, while I occupied the seat of power. It was a stark reversal of our earlier positions, a testament to the unpredictable dynamics of our encounter. Her eyes widened with a mixture of shock and realization as she found herself in my previous predicament.

With a newfound sense of control, I gazed at Ruby, who was now seemingly more vulnerable than ever. Her obsession and her relentless pursuit had led her down this peculiar path, where she was now at my mercy. The air was heavy with unspoken words, and the outcome of our meeting hung in the balance.

"You only have 10 minutes. Where should we start?" I asked with a tone that carried a sense of urgency. I was determined to keep our interaction brief, given the circumstances.

She didn't waste a moment. "You said you are Ethan, do you still have your own consciousness or not?" Her question came swift and direct, reflecting the anxiety that had gripped her throughout our strange encounter.

"I'm Ethan, and I still have my consciousness," I responded without hesitation, offering a simple and concise answer. There was no need for elaborate explanations at this juncture. Time was limited, and we had pressing matters to address.

"What made you turn into a demon?" Her curiosity was palpable as she asked the question, her eyes locked onto mine, searching for answers in my response.

“Death. The rat demons killed me. It happened when I was still the association’s bait. The queen of the demon world found me and revived me to be her son,” I explained, recounting the extraordinary turn of events that had led to my transformation.

She wore a puzzled frown, clearly taken aback. “Her son?” she repeated, her voice tinged with disbelief.

“Yeah. I'm the prince of the demon world now,” I replied matter-of-factly, revealing a truth that was as surreal as the circumstances in which we found ourselves.

Her eyes were wide with disbelief and curiosity as she processed this revelation. "And you accept it? Do you know who your father is?" she asked, clearly struggling to come to terms with the extraordinary story I was sharing.

“I know, and I accept it. I've moved beyond my human existence, and I prefer things this way," I admitted with a self-assured grin playing on my lips. I couldn't help but feel a sense of power and liberation in my newfound identity. “In this form, I have the strength to protect what's dear to me and shape my destiny. Flawed as it may be, it beats being powerless, a mere pawn in someone else's game," I confessed, my gaze shifting to my hand as if contemplating the newfound strength it represented.

I turned my attention back to her, leaning in closer. Our eyes locked in an intense exchange. “Just like you now. You're aware of how the association uses you, right? And their plans for using me as their weapon?” I posed the question, highlighting the similarities in our situations.

Her surprise was evident in her silence. "So you're aware of their plans," she finally managed to say, her voice filled with astonishment and disbelief.

"Of course, I am Ruby. Since becoming a demon, my awareness has expanded. I've seen the darker aspects of humanity, their egos, and their obsessions. I've witnessed how those at the top treat us like mere pawns," I replied with a hint of bitterness in my voice, a testament to my disdain for the organization's manipulation.

Her gaze shifted away, and she seemed to reflect on my words. "I won't argue with that," she admitted softly.

I waited, making sure she had all the answers she sought. She hesitated for a moment before speaking again, turning to face me directly. "Just one more question, Ethan," she began, her voice steady. "The person who saved me at the café, was that you after you became a demon or before?" she asked, seeking clarification on a crucial detail.